Floccinaucinihilipilification | karma a. [𑁍]

02

"don't get distracted with anything and stick with the task, she said.." karma can feel his eye twitch in annoyance as he watches you suddenly get all giddy over the new released game that you've been looking forward to play for months now.

you didn't really intend to shower your whole attention at the game center. but you couldn't fight your tingling urges to check out the game that you thought had a low chance of getting released.

"you play games too, right, akabane? check some out, you might find something interesting!" you said, gesturing your hand to the red head to red head who had a irritated expression visibly seen in his face. "don't be like that! since we're already done with shopping, let's take a look around!"

karma slightly appreciates the effort you're putting of not letting him feel left out. but he'd be entirely more pleased if you actually stick to your own words next time.

he soon gave in and entered the game center. there is this one game card he had his eyes on. it's a game adaptation of that one action movie he likes and he's been wanting to get his hands on it.

luckiky for him, there's one last left.

he reach out for the binder of the game from the shelf but unexpectedly bumps into your hand who's also reaching out for the same game.

"[ surname ]." he called out, his tone dripping with irritation of seeing your grinning face.

"akabane." you responded.

silence fell within you two.

as quick as lighting, you grabbed the binder just about the same time as karma did. your grip tightens and so did his.

"let go, [ surname ]." karma said, cracking up a forced irritated smile. "you've already caused enough trouble for today."

"what's that got to do with me wanting this game, akabane?" you scoffed as you begin to pull the game binder to your direction onky for it to be pulled back by karma.

"have you even seen the movie?" he asks, unable to keep a steady tone because of how much strength he's pouring on pulling the binder.

"yeah, i did-" you struggle, using your other hand to grab on to the binder. "from part one to three!"

"ha! geek!"

"you have no rights to call me that when you're practically fighting for their game adaption! let go!" you stated.

the edge of his lips twitches, clicking his tongue as he suddenly lets go the game binder, resulting you to fall back on the floor after receiving all the pressure.