[From the doorway, Kageyama gets a clear vantage of his room, which is somewhat messy, to no one's surprise. It's only kept reluctantly clean because of his mom's nagging, though there's already a few things strewn around carelessly in her absence. There's a few sports magazines on the desk, and a picture of the Karasuno team pinned up on the wall beside the chair.]
I'm almost done, stupid! Geez, you're impatient. [Said the pot to the kettle, apparently forgetting how he'd barely given Kageyama any time to respond to his texts earlier.
Shouyou, being the mature teenager that he is, pauses in the middle of zipping his bag up and sticks his tongue out at Kageyama before grabbing a light sweater from the floor. And most importantly, the volleyball! Shouyou lobs the ball at Kageyama, grinning.] Ready!!
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I'm almost done, stupid! Geez, you're impatient. [Said the pot to the kettle, apparently forgetting how he'd barely given Kageyama any time to respond to his texts earlier.
Shouyou, being the mature teenager that he is, pauses in the middle of zipping his bag up and sticks his tongue out at Kageyama before grabbing a light sweater from the floor. And most importantly, the volleyball! Shouyou lobs the ball at Kageyama, grinning.] Ready!!