[ oh, he will definitely take that out. nazuna finally peels his hands away from his face and looks up into the nebulous space of whatever the hell dreams are made of. "before we really get goin" is not ANY less embarrassing, thanks kuro. he's going to comment on it, snappy and embarrassed, but he hears the dream version of himself giggle (oh my god) and just like that the force of his own "nope we need to leave' makes the dream ripple and change around them.
the dream versions of themselves disappear, and the room shifts to something more familiar; nazuna's own bedroom in his house. his shoulders slump in relief, and nazuna more or less wheezes his second ] Unyaa... [ oh thank god.
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the dream versions of themselves disappear, and the room shifts to something more familiar; nazuna's own bedroom in his house. his shoulders slump in relief, and nazuna more or less wheezes his second ] Unyaa... [ oh thank god.
oh god he's still here. ]