[Sunny’s vision began to darken at the edges, so Nagito’s instructions aren’t overly clear at first. The other is holding out a bag… and when he takes it, his hands are trembling.
Dark eyes stare at the bag before Nagito’s words register, a bit belated. He breathes in and out, in and out… and whatever Kel and Nagito say blurs into background noise. He feels less like puking though, and the tension slowly leaves his body, replaced by an echo of remorse.
He may be holding the bag in front of his face to hide if he doesn’t puke in it…]
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Dark eyes stare at the bag before Nagito’s words register, a bit belated. He breathes in and out, in and out… and whatever Kel and Nagito say blurs into background noise. He feels less like puking though, and the tension slowly leaves his body, replaced by an echo of remorse.
He may be holding the bag in front of his face to hide if he doesn’t puke in it…]