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          Nabe was not sure why the other was behaving this way, but he’s knew he had to get away or this guy may continue to bother him. Of course, this did not mean that he would become rude to the male, instead he’ll try to polite refuse his request. “Um, I’m not sure who you are, so I believe it would not be best for me to buy you an ice cream.”

                “ OI !! are you ignoring my pleas for someone to buy                    me ice cream && fulfill my selfish whims ?? “ oikawa                    how would anyone be able to decipher that’s what                    you meant from such simple words ??

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ooc;; Nabe is appearing very soon

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Nabe ♡(*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

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          The rain was not enough to end the game, instead it continued for the long run, until it got too harsh for the players to play in. The game ended without any more complications, despite the rain. However, it still poured down with ferocity. Brown hues glanced down at the papers for a few seconds before meeting the eyes of the female before him. “Yes, they are important notes from the game. I can't have my hard work ruined.”

Throughout the entire game it had been raining and it never let up. Even if the weather wasn’t really promising, Ruriko couldn’t help but smile as she held her umbrella over both her and her new acquaintance. “It’s really no problem! The weather’s been so bad throughout the whole game it would suck to get soaked because of it.” The girl just laughed and rubbed the back of her neck. “I’m assuming that those papers are important huh?”

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"Here, get under my umbrella!"

Affectionate Starters

          “A–ah, thank you, very much”, he stated, quickly moving under the umbrella, shielding himself from the harsh rain. Hands gripped on the notes he had taken from the game he was previously watching, carefully stuffing them in his tote bag for protection.

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Affectionate Starters

Send me one of the following: !

"Scoot over and share the blankets!"

"Do you want some cocoa?"

"Here, you can have my jacket. It's too cold out to be wearing short sleeves."

"I need a hug."

"Your feet are cold!"

"Can I play with your hair?"

"You make a good pillow."

"You know, you have really bad morning breath."

"Are you ticklish?"

"You don't mind sharing a bed, do you?"

"Hold still--! You've got something on your face."

"I really don't get why you're single."

"Can we hold hands? I forgot my gloves."

"Do you want to spend the night?"

"Here, get under my umbrella!"

"I bought this at the store the other day. It reminded me of you."

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          The redundancy of the other’s words were slightly awkward to the male, so he decided to just ignore him to finish the task at hand.

untilgrace // starter. 

                      “ IT’S HOT !! && i’m bored. && i’m hot && bored. “

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ooc;; *cries in misery and happiness, because I’m making an ennoshita*

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when nabe roots for you you don’t need anyone else 

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          –Beauty, Theories, Calculations, & Nagisa

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          It was surprising to see the boisterous underclassman read quietly while eating a snack. usually the male was loud and often trying to provoke MIyuki into catching for him in the bullpen. The sight before him was refreshing, because he knew that Sawamura was taking a break, which was always needed when playing such a rigorous sport. Slightly smiling, he approached the table and sat on the other side of the male, placing his notes before him. “You’re not, Sawamura. I just wanted to talk to you about your pitching at practice.”

Eijun was admittedly lost in thought, eyes trained on the manga in front of him as he read it quietly. He really should have been doing homework, but instead he was in the cafeteria having a snack and doing something to distract himself (and hopefully was hiding away well enough from Kanemaru to avoid a scolding). He jumped at the sound of a voice, however, gold automatically tearing away from the book, the pocky resting between his lips breaking.

“Ah - shoot! I mean -” he blinked back up, red dusting his cheeks. “Sorry, senpai.”

“What’s up? I’m not in trouble, am I?”

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          "Your teammates seem like they are a lot to handle”, the male stated, unable to hold back a smile at the other’s description of the antics his teammates went through on a daily basis. It wasn't often that Nabe interacted with members from rival teams, because he was often busy with collecting data. Yet being able to know that rival teams had just as much fun as his and that they were close made him happy.

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ooc;; seeing all of these volleyball nerds on my dash makes me want to make an ennoshita blog

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          Shirking responsibilities, which would define his role on the team, was not a trait Nabe possessed. After gathering information about a team he would always make sure to go over them the minute he got back to Seidou. However, with recent events he had to stay at the stadium, unable to get a proper ride back to campus. The sudden change of events would not stop him from doing his job, something he was happy and proud to do. Shuffling the papers so that they were neat, leaving less chance for his handwriting to smudge or the paper to crinkle, he began going over his notes line by line; and wrote down additional things he had noticed.

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          Brown hues gazed at the field before him, catching eye of a single player running along the field, not letting up to take a breather. It always amazed Nabe to see his teammates practice with so much conviction and dedication to the sport of baseball. It often made him wonder what would happen if he possessed such qualities. Of course, since he was not part of the starting line-up, he had to help the team out in some sort of way, which was why he takes detailed notes of upcoming opponents before each game and carefully watches the players during practices.

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          “Sawamura”, the male called out to his fellow player, approaching the male in the cafeteria of the Spirit Dorm. Lately, he had been watching his team’s practices with eyes of scrutiny, analyzing each and every move his teammates made on the field, deciding on what they needed to improve on before the next game. With the new found information he would approach the players and tell them what they needed to work on."Do you have a minute?"