the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now
He watches with the rapt attention of someone who is competitive, albeit used to losing, his eyes trained to every movement she makes like it could be the hint he needs. Meanwhile he keeps count on his own fingers in his lap, whispering under his breath, counting out a name that he thinks might suit. Ever present is a stupid grin, one that breaks into a yell as he stands up suddenly out of his chair and slams one hand on a table with his exuberance. His other snaps in the air and points at her, like the sightline of a gun pressed against his cheek, the gleam of his sharp gaze the trigger. "HOTARU!" he exclaims, so confident he celebrates with a triumphant smirk before she even confirms.
Though he does wait, for confirmation, before reaching for his next card and turning the timer back over to reset it and start anew.
The card and the name in his hand now rouse a bemused expression, and he pulls another sip of his beer down before he sets the sand in the timer to tumbling for his turn. He flashes her 3 fingers this time, and waves his hand over his head to signify he is doing the whole word at once. At that, he lays down on the ground and starts to pretend to swim, although he doesn't grab a breath over his shoulder as one might expect for someone quickly maneuvering through water. After a moment of that, he spins onto his back, holding just his legs up and out, the pair kept tightly together as he waves them like a set of fins.
Though he does wait, for confirmation, before reaching for his next card and turning the timer back over to reset it and start anew.
The card and the name in his hand now rouse a bemused expression, and he pulls another sip of his beer down before he sets the sand in the timer to tumbling for his turn. He flashes her 3 fingers this time, and waves his hand over his head to signify he is doing the whole word at once. At that, he lays down on the ground and starts to pretend to swim, although he doesn't grab a breath over his shoulder as one might expect for someone quickly maneuvering through water. After a moment of that, he spins onto his back, holding just his legs up and out, the pair kept tightly together as he waves them like a set of fins.
Kaisel
everybody come hang, let's go out with a bang
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
