[vide-oh, gross!]
['Sup, Portians? It's rewind Yosuke again. He's not having a panic attack this time, though. He's holding still, even. Sitting down like a normal human being, at a table. There's totally a book in front of him. Seriously. If you didn't know better, you might even assume he's ...studying? That can't be right, can it?]
I know it's cutting the deadline close, but is anyone else thinking of sitting entrance exams for one of the Universities? [He gestures to the thick book on the table.] I bought a study guide, but to tell you the truth, I've never been-
[-Suddenly, the surprised teen doubles up and retches, splattering that new book he was so proud of a second before with...yeah, that looks like duck. And some kind of milky liquid. Probably a creamy soda. He splutters, and covers his mouth, totally mortified.]
[Oh, yeah. He just did that on camera. While trying to convince people to hang out with him. Bet you want him in your study group now, don't you?]
[Sorry about the kitchen table, Uryuu.]
I know it's cutting the deadline close, but is anyone else thinking of sitting entrance exams for one of the Universities? [He gestures to the thick book on the table.] I bought a study guide, but to tell you the truth, I've never been-
[-Suddenly, the surprised teen doubles up and retches, splattering that new book he was so proud of a second before with...yeah, that looks like duck. And some kind of milky liquid. Probably a creamy soda. He splutters, and covers his mouth, totally mortified.]
[Oh, yeah. He just did that on camera. While trying to convince people to hang out with him. Bet you want him in your study group now, don't you?]
[Sorry about the kitchen table, Uryuu.]