[He cradles his head. And for a change, his flat expression seemed to contort into something more...frustrated -- it wasn't as visible as, say, what she probably saw when Yosuke blew his lid, but it was there. If there was anything he wanted to do at that point, especially with what the club leader yelled at him about, it was go somewhere else. He wanted Drama Club day to be something relaxing. Instead, something had to happen that would leave him on just as sour a note as her.
So much for taking his mind off his stress.] I don't think they'd mind both of us leaving. Not as is.
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So much for taking his mind off his stress.] I don't think they'd mind both of us leaving. Not as is.