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         An incoherent wail escaped her mouth as she wiggles her shoulders, wiping them feverishly. Sora wasn’t that sacred of insects but she wasn’t a big fan of them either, “Is it gone? Tell me it’s gone!”

shimmying and frantically brushing at her clothing, the startled female proves to be quite a spectacle. the movements are laughable, but secondhand embarrassment tags along for the ride. when the culprit of shock is brushed away, miyoung has to avert her gaze once it falls only to cling to the forearm. “uh.” she is unsure if the best option is to inform the other that the spider is, in fact, still leisurely trekking its way along her clothing. with the insect’s long, thin legs practically sprawling everywhere, it is odd that the woman does not immediately catch sight of it. watching the legged splotch slowly inch upwards, closer and closer to its previous position, she settles on a more indirect approach: “well, it... uh. it definitely has gone to a different location.” perhaps her snickering is inappropriate.