[Such a good bro...whatever would Faize do without him? Faize raises his free hand to his face to wipe some of the spaghetti off. Ugh. UGH. He's so done. Just. So done with all this.]
I am fine. [Hey, let's see what's on this paper that was just so imp-- it's garbage. Actual fucking garbage. Faize tosses it aside, looking even more Completely Done than he was a few seconds ago. He plucks a sock off his shoulder and brushes another one free from where it got caught on his ear. Hinata, are you going to help him here or just stand there laughing for another ten minutes, I mean it's whatever, dude.]
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I am fine. [Hey, let's see what's on this paper that was just so imp-- it's garbage. Actual fucking garbage. Faize tosses it aside, looking even more Completely Done than he was a few seconds ago. He plucks a sock off his shoulder and brushes another one free from where it got caught on his ear. Hinata, are you going to help him here or just stand there laughing for another ten minutes, I mean it's whatever, dude.]