( you don't have to reply if your muse is low. )
after that, konoha fell silent, watching the movie through narrowed eyes. it's just a movie. just a simple, totally-not-real movie... but wasn't this one one of those horror movies that were based off a true story? the android shook his head, pushing the thought away. no. he didn't want to give ene and the other dan members something to laugh about this time - he'd stay and watch all of it. he heaved a sigh, and, as if acting on instinct, drew his legs up beside him on the couch, lowering himself down on one of the pillows. now, momo's ipod was craddled against his chest, his grip still painfully tight on it.
the boy nodded. looking down at mary, he frowned slightly, noticing her tight grip on his arm. she usually clung to him like this, and seto never minded it, but...maybe they could change it up once in a while. gentlt shaking mary off of his arm, he reached down, entwining his fingers with hers. he tried to ignore the heat that rushed to his face, acting as if he hadn't done anything as he continued walking.
with a snort, kano fell back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest. kido's no fun. she's really boring this morning.
"mine, then." with a shaking hand, hibiya reached out, taking momo's hand in his own. hopping to his feet, he literally dragged her away and up the stairs, managing to ignore the panic until they reached his room. finally, he let her hand go. "sorry for the mess."