[Unfortunately for Yosuke, and fortunately for everyone else in the universe, he looks away from Chika for just a second as a stray blitzball thunks wetly into the sand a few yards away from the table and misses the main spectacle.
This doesn't mean he's stopped blushing. Actually, any boats passing by the beach would probably be able to use him as a beacon by this point. His breadsticks are practically forgotten already.]
Oh! Yeah, Yosuke Hanamura, that's me. Uh, did we talk...?
[He's really distracted right now, and surreptitiously adjusting the neck of his shirt.]
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This doesn't mean he's stopped blushing. Actually, any boats passing by the beach would probably be able to use him as a beacon by this point. His breadsticks are practically forgotten already.]
Oh! Yeah, Yosuke Hanamura, that's me. Uh, did we talk...?
[He's really distracted right now, and surreptitiously adjusting the neck of his shirt.]