[ You know what? He just nods enthusiastically, staying squatting, and crab-walking closer to Nekomaru. Basketball? Okay! That's fine! Honestly, the sentence doesn't even register, except maybe he swears he can hear the squeak of sneakers on a gym floor.
And he waddles closer still, until he's close enough to poke Nekomaru in the kneecap. ]
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And he waddles closer still, until he's close enough to poke Nekomaru in the kneecap. ]
You're not singing.