[...oh. oh, it's a hug. Hazel deflates instantly, all the hurt feelings (both real and manufactured) draining away in a flash. it's pathetic how starved she is for physical affection that a simple gesture like this can completely erase any current contentions.
she'd feel bad about it, except Josuke is her friend, no matter how much she was screeching about disowning him a few seconds ago. that makes it alright to fold, somehow.]
Try not to get anything caught in the stitching.
[because, whoops, there's totally a really thick stitch encircling her entire scalp that her hair covers. there's a brainless joke to be made somewhere, but that's really not the point at the moment.
Hazel only mumbles the warning so that it could maybe distract from her arm snaking around to return the hug, as if someone isn't going to notice another person embracing them. apology/thanks combo accepted, asshole.]
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she'd feel bad about it, except Josuke is her friend, no matter how much she was screeching about disowning him a few seconds ago. that makes it alright to fold, somehow.]
Try not to get anything caught in the stitching.
[because, whoops, there's totally a really thick stitch encircling her entire scalp that her hair covers. there's a brainless joke to be made somewhere, but that's really not the point at the moment.
Hazel only mumbles the warning so that it could maybe distract from her arm snaking around to return the hug, as if someone isn't going to notice another person embracing them. apology/thanks combo accepted, asshole.]