[It still takes a moment for Beat's feet to finally move, like he has to reboot that part of his brain, his brain screaming at the arm through his.
Neku is holding his arm. Beat's beginning to smile again, a big stupid happy one.
He doesn't let Neku's arm go, dragging him gently with him into the shop so they can order. The people behind the counter doesn't even bat an eye. They know Beat so they start making his sandwich as soon as they realize he's coming in, the other asking Neku what he'd like with that, no matter what world, familiar 'i'm dead inside' customer service voice.]
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Date: 2022-01-08 06:32 pm (UTC)[It still takes a moment for Beat's feet to finally move, like he has to reboot that part of his brain, his brain screaming at the arm through his.
Neku is holding his arm. Beat's beginning to smile again, a big stupid happy one.
He doesn't let Neku's arm go, dragging him gently with him into the shop so they can order. The people behind the counter doesn't even bat an eye. They know Beat so they start making his sandwich as soon as they realize he's coming in, the other asking Neku what he'd like with that, no matter what world, familiar 'i'm dead inside' customer service voice.]