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lol maybe i'm projecting...
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7:30 pm

Tendou stands up quickly, then places a hand out for y/n to grab for when she stands up.

She politely accepts the offer and grabs his hand to help her stand up and straighten herself out.

She lets go of Tendou's hand for a brief moment to brush off her clothes in case there's any dust on them, then she grabs Tendou's hand again and they begin walking.

Although, y/n has no idea where anything is in this part of the district, she trusts that Tendou won't lead her to a dark alley and kill her.

"So where exactly are we going?" Y/n asks.

"Oh you'll see..." Tendou replies with a sly tone in his voice.

Okay maybe he will kill her. Hopefully not.

"No because that sounds completely, 100% promising," y/n continues, "are you gonna try and kill me?"

Tendou stops in his tracks and turns his head around, "y/n, who do you think I am? Obviously I'm not gonna kill you."

He shakes his head in disappointment and turns his attention back towards what's in front of him, then continues walking with his hand still tightly gripped onto y/n's.

The walk to wherever they're going ends up being quite uneventful, much to y/n's distaste, but she IS grateful that she isn't being lead to a random dark alleyway and murdered.

'Tendou is clearly on his functioning person of society agenda today! Go him!' Y/n mentally cheers for Tendou.

After about 5 or 20 minutes of walking (shout out to those who have no concept of time), Tendou and y/n stop in front of a popeyes.

"Wow this is quite ironic because I've been craving really juicy and tender chicken since I stopped crying." y/n said, making Tendou chuckle. (Popeyes should sponsor me tbh...)

"That was oddly specific..." Tendou said, looking a little bit weirded out.

"How else was I supposed to say it?" Y/n asked, crossing her arms and looking Tendou up and down.

"Well... fuck you for being right, just saying." Tendou let out a sigh of defeat, "now let's go in. my stomach feels like it's clawing out my insides.

"Yeah mine hasn't had a proper meal in a little bit now," Y/n laughed, following Tendou to the door and going inside when he opened it for her; him following behind.

They walk up the counter before realizing they don't know what they want to order, so they go through the awkwardness of having to make the cashier wait for them to decide.

When they finally decide, Tendou orders for them because Y/n feels too scared, especially since her eyes are red and puffy from crying so much. Poor girl.

"Yeah, so I'll have the chicken sandwich, and she'll have (whatever your poor heart desires)." Tendou says, the cashier nodding to him and putting his order into the system.

"Okay, that'll be $21.30," the cashier continues, "cash, credit, or debit?"

Tendou hands the cashier his card and pays for their food, Y/n muttering a small 'thank you' for paying. Tendou just pats her on the shoulder, then takes her hand to guide her to a table.

They find an empty table to sit down at, and as soon as they're seated, tendou slams his head down onto the tabletop.

"Dude what the fuck..." Y/n says worriedly, and instead of responding, Tendou just slams his head down a few more times, earning stares from the people around them. "Are you okay?"

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