[It's a good thing the bus ride didn't go on too long: Atem sinks into dark moods when left alone with his own thoughts, and a game date and playful banter are just the thing to keep him skimming over the surface, instead of going under. He's literally and metaphorically pulled back up, when Komaeda pulls him out of his seat, and cracks a smile.]
Heh...I'm looking forward to it, too.
[Off the bus they trundle, and down the path that leads to the lake. It's so cold that the beach is completely empty: the sand blows icy in the chill breeze. Atem finds a pile of rocks and stray wood, and starts stripping out of his coat, tucking it in the pile so it won't blow away.
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It seems so...whoa!
[It's a good thing the bus ride didn't go on too long: Atem sinks into dark moods when left alone with his own thoughts, and a game date and playful banter are just the thing to keep him skimming over the surface, instead of going under. He's literally and metaphorically pulled back up, when Komaeda pulls him out of his seat, and cracks a smile.]
Heh...I'm looking forward to it, too.
[Off the bus they trundle, and down the path that leads to the lake. It's so cold that the beach is completely empty: the sand blows icy in the chill breeze. Atem finds a pile of rocks and stray wood, and starts stripping out of his coat, tucking it in the pile so it won't blow away.
He's still a minotaur.
How exactly is he planning to swim like this?]