The sudden transition from the bright sunlight to the dim school hallway left Killua in a split second of blindness. He blinked rapidly and cursed himself mentally. He had been taught how to avoid that blindness; it should have been instinctful. Because of this, his voice had a clear tone of irritaion to it.
"Not if you act the way I told you."
Killua pulled out a folded sheet with their school schedule out of his back pocket and opened it.
Gon used his shoulder to shove Killua playfully. All he needed was his buddy's calming presence and he would be able to pull this off, because, of course, they had gone over this a million times on their boat ride here. Yeah, why was he even sweating over this in the first place
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Killua scanned the hallway up and down, looking at the numbers above the doors. Well, that was until he noticed what Gon was doing.
"Gon, fix your shirt," Killua commanded. He felt like smacking himself in the head, so he hit Gon instead. "Your the one worried about being conspicuous and you're the one stripping in the hallway."
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"Not if you act the way I told you."
Killua pulled out a folded sheet with their school schedule out of his back pocket and opened it.
"We need to look for room 135."
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"Gon, fix your shirt," Killua commanded. He felt like smacking himself in the head, so he hit Gon instead. "Your the one worried about being conspicuous and you're the one stripping in the hallway."
Room 120. They were getting close.
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