[ Better to be thought of as an injured person than a toddler who doesn't have the fine motor skills to drink from a damn glass on his own, because that's kind of what Atsumu's feeling right now. It's embarrassing, and the ears on his head go flat as he takes a drink. God he can just imagine the way his friends with give him hell right now.
But also almost every one of those assholes would let him spill water all over himself in a pathetic attempt at drinking.
And that thought just makes him feel the same kind of misery that led him to actually accepting drinks in the first place... ]
Ugh!
[ He twists to the side slightly so he can flop moodily against the table. Depression cycles suck. If he could just wring his brain out and stop feeling anything right now, he'd hop on that so fast. ]
Something is wrong with people that do this shit for fun.
[ Drinking, that is, even if he isn't voicing the full thought. Though he's only saying that because he didn't make any attempts at moderation at all. ]
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But also almost every one of those assholes would let him spill water all over himself in a pathetic attempt at drinking.
And that thought just makes him feel the same kind of misery that led him to actually accepting drinks in the first place... ]
Ugh!
[ He twists to the side slightly so he can flop moodily against the table. Depression cycles suck. If he could just wring his brain out and stop feeling anything right now, he'd hop on that so fast. ]
Something is wrong with people that do this shit for fun.
[ Drinking, that is, even if he isn't voicing the full thought. Though he's only saying that because he didn't make any attempts at moderation at all. ]