[ He went to a different booth to see if they have any band-aids and some tissues, and when asked what it was for and explained about the needle poke, the lady manning the booth laughed at him and said that he's exaggerating for a simple needle poke. "Oh what a loving boyfriend" she said, and Mondo roared in anger saying that's not it. But she's... right, in that he definitely is getting way too worked up over a needle poke. He can't help but still feel the rawness of the possibility of losing Terry, just a few days ago. He still can't shake it off, even if he knows neither of them won't be here forever... maybe.
It might be longer than Terry might expect when he's back with a plastic bag on his hand. He'll walk towards Terry, about to ask Terry to show his finger when he sees it's already bandaged. ]
The hell, tell me if you've got one. [ You're the one who left before he can say anything... Anyway, he'll drop the plastic bag on their table. ] Bought some dango on my way back.
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It might be longer than Terry might expect when he's back with a plastic bag on his hand. He'll walk towards Terry, about to ask Terry to show his finger when he sees it's already bandaged. ]
The hell, tell me if you've got one. [ You're the one who left before he can say anything... Anyway, he'll drop the plastic bag on their table. ] Bought some dango on my way back.