Matsuda smiled sheepishly as he took the collar and followed behind Soichiro. He hadn't seen Rika around before (she was probably new; he would have noticed a bombshell like her) and tried to think up a way to start a conversation, but failed miserably at it.
He was spared having to break the growing-awkward silence when they reached Soichiro's room. Fizgig, who the last time he'd seen had been a sleepy bean, was on all fours and looking curiously around the room.
Then, their eyes met.
And Matsuda was hit by a flying puppy bullet, complete with slobbery face lickings.
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Date: 2009-03-15 02:03 am (UTC)He was spared having to break the growing-awkward silence when they reached Soichiro's room. Fizgig, who the last time he'd seen had been a sleepy bean, was on all fours and looking curiously around the room.
Then, their eyes met.
And Matsuda was hit by a flying puppy bullet, complete with slobbery face lickings.