giving a little groan,
Jim reached up to
touch his nose that
was currently gushing
blood down his face.❝just watch where
you’re going, kid.❞

Mikado panicked, hands
rummaging through his
pockets, trying to find a
tissue or handkerchief
that could be used to help.
“I’m still really, really sorry!
I can’t find a tissue, oh no–
Maybe– do you have one?
Should I go and buy one!?”
❝jesus, calm down. would you? you’re giving me a goddamn headache.❞