[ fortunately, thomas isn't paying close enough attention to majima to take note of the lack of a phone in his hand just yet, but it'll register eventually, probably sooner than later. for now, he's more focused on this dumb chicken. a chicken he probably wouldn't give a second thought to, but it's majima's apparently, and majima is... a acquaintance, which mean thomas cares.
like, a little.
the apple slices are a little slick against his warm palm but thomas closes his fingers around them so as not to drop them in the sand. he glances between the orange-y hen and his phone, thumbing out his reply with one hand. it takes just a few seconds than it normally would if both of his hands were free. ]
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like, a little.
the apple slices are a little slick against his warm palm but thomas closes his fingers around them so as not to drop them in the sand. he glances between the orange-y hen and his phone, thumbing out his reply with one hand. it takes just a few seconds than it normally would if both of his hands were free. ]
Aren't chickens kind of loud?