Revenge of the muses: ask the muse things about the mun
{デコイ;; } So they were asking him for his own personal opinion of this? Well then, in that case–
❝Ana is…pretty cute,❞ he replies with a shrug of his shoulders. ❝She’s taller than me and the way she uses my head as an armrest is kind of annoying, but other than that– she’s pretty cute, I guess.
Was it just him? Or did he appear to have a twin? Could it have been a doppleganger perhaps? Or one of those cosplayers he had heard so much about from Tanaka.
“ Hoooo! Why do we look exactly alike?!”
{デコイ;; } It’s strange, but at the same time rather exciting. Hinata curiously inspected the male before him up and down. He looked just like him. There had to be some sort of difference between them, right? If there was, he couldn’t find any so far.
❝I…don’t know,❞ he admits. Maybe this is some sort of paradox?
He doesn’t really care, as per usual, so at the other’s face of irritation he simply makes one of apathy.
It’ll probably irritate the boy further and won’t benefit either of them, but ah well.
“You looked familiar. Like someone from an anime I saw.” Not far from the truth. Breaking fourth walls would be pretty inconvenient for everyone involved, he thinks. Probably.
{デコイ;; } Oh. The other’s response was way more interesting than anything he was expecting. His eyes brightened, giving the other a look of interest, raising a brow.
❝Someone from an…anime?❞ he repeats slowly. ❝Oh! Who do I look like? Please tell me~!❞
Shouyou! He’s here too! He’s started to look forward to seeing the other boy, and he’s pretty sure that’s an improvement.
“Shouyou! Hi.” And…now he doesn’t really have anything to say. He hopes Shouyou will have a topic to talk about.
{デコイ;; } Hinata flashes a wide grin towards his friend. He’s here as well. This place just got a whole lot better, he thinks to himself. A gentle wave.
❝Kenma~!❞ he chirps excitedly. ❝How are you? Have you been training hard with your team? You know that just because we’re friends doesn’t mean I’m breaking my promise about beating you someday!❞
Kenma fumbled with his phone, it was getting later in the day and he still hadn’t gotten a text from Shouyou saying he arrived.. He was still coming today, right?
[txt]: are you still coming.. Shouyou?
{デコイ;; } Of course, being the unpunctual little dumbass he was, Hinata had found himself running late to his scheduled meeting with his friend from Karasuno’s rival team, Kenma. Geez, the amount of guilt he felt from this was pretty bad.
He heard the chime elicit from his phone in his pocket. A text from said Kenma. After reading over the message quickly once, he typed out a reply to stall.
[text]: yes! yes, i'm still coming kenma! [text]: guah! i'm so sorry i'm running late!
Catshaming; what kind of a “catshaming” sign would your character hang on my character’s neck?
{デコイ;; } Oh? A sign around his neck? ❝What does this say?❞ The middle blocker looked down at the letters hanging in front of him now, decorating his torso. Once he finishes reading the sentence, his face scrunches up, clearly showing his irritation.
{デコイ;; } How cruel. Shin had managed to find one of Hinata’s weaknesses– being ignored on purpose. It really pissed him off.
Now, he wasn’t actually sure if the other had ignored him on purpose or if it was an honest mistake, but knowing the guy as much as he did, he was almost sure it was to make him angry. ❝No, I didn’t say a thing, Just Shin.❞
