"I've been through worse," Yuugi croaked. "Don't worry about me."
He clearly wasn't fine, but Yuugi knew better than to push. Pushing would do nothing, especially when they should be getting along and working together...
First things first: See if anything changed in the room. Clearly this was going to be their arrangement, so he had to keep track of every subtle cha--
Wait.
Was that a...?
Yuugi saw a cupcake sitting on the table, cheerful and almost childish in its design.
He walked up to it, glaring at it like it personally offended him, but didn't do anything to it. He didn't even want to touch it without some kind of tool or gloves or something. Who knew what they could have laced this thing with?
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He clearly wasn't fine, but Yuugi knew better than to push. Pushing would do nothing, especially when they should be getting along and working together...
First things first: See if anything changed in the room. Clearly this was going to be their arrangement, so he had to keep track of every subtle cha--
Wait.
Was that a...?
Yuugi saw a cupcake sitting on the table, cheerful and almost childish in its design.
He walked up to it, glaring at it like it personally offended him, but didn't do anything to it. He didn't even want to touch it without some kind of tool or gloves or something. Who knew what they could have laced this thing with?