[To be fair, they're not at a table right now. (We should not be fair. Sayori is gross.)
His answer provokes an excited nod and a clench of her fist in front of her. The one that isn't holding the rest of her plantains, that is. She and this boy are now on a weirdness wavelength and Sayori is riding the wave at full force.] Yeah, yeah! You're so good at describing things!
[Is he? Is he, Sayori???] And like— you kind of want to wake up, but you kind of don't?
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His answer provokes an excited nod and a clench of her fist in front of her. The one that isn't holding the rest of her plantains, that is. She and this boy are now on a weirdness wavelength and Sayori is riding the wave at full force.] Yeah, yeah! You're so good at describing things!
[Is he? Is he, Sayori???] And like— you kind of want to wake up, but you kind of don't?
[For sale: Inception jokes, never made.]