#ningyouko

A pause, gaze shifting away from Eiji to stare over at Bo who hasn’t said a word until now - taking in a sharp breath, shooting Eiji one last scathing side-glare before he turns his full attention to Bo. “Ah... Did I not offer you a glass of milk with your cake?” Goodness, now he feels like a bad host! He got side-tracked by this troublesome ex of his. Eiji is left forgotten for a second, for Ari will deal with him later. “Would you like some milk? Another slice perhaps? How is it tasting?” 

“ S-scared ? M-me ? No way! ” he trembles slightly before the entrance of the haunted house. “ I’m totally hardcore , what the hell do I have to be afraid of ? ”  He doesn’t budge even as those behind him in line voice their annoyances.  

Why was he here again ? Oh yeah , every participant received a free t-shirt for completing the daunting mansion. Was it worth it ? No . But it was far too late to back out without looking like a wimp.