[It's right then and there that he realizes he doesn't understand the trials and tribulations of a teenage girl. He stares, golden eyes unblinking as he tries to think of something, anything.]
There's...a difference between having two boyfriends and holding onto an arm.
[Did he just accuse Monika of having two boyfriends? That's not what he's trying to do, but he soldiers on anyways, tapping his claws on the crate the arm rests on.]
And nope. I don't want to talk about it. I'll find someone to get rid of it, so don't worry. They must've made a mistake.
[He puts on a brave face, but he's fidgeting. Between drumming his caws and the way the tip of his tail twitches in plain sight, he's clearly nervos about something.]
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[It's right then and there that he realizes he doesn't understand the trials and tribulations of a teenage girl. He stares, golden eyes unblinking as he tries to think of something, anything.]
There's...a difference between having two boyfriends and holding onto an arm.
[Did he just accuse Monika of having two boyfriends? That's not what he's trying to do, but he soldiers on anyways, tapping his claws on the crate the arm rests on.]
And nope. I don't want to talk about it. I'll find someone to get rid of it, so don't worry. They must've made a mistake.
[He puts on a brave face, but he's fidgeting. Between drumming his caws and the way the tip of his tail twitches in plain sight, he's clearly nervos about something.]