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Satomi's had one eye on the TV behind him ever since they ordered. Now he drops his gaze to his dish. With his usual air of clumsily feigned nonchalance, he says, "If they cancel the trains, or whatever. If it gets so bad you get stranded here. You can stay at my place. It's- I don't mind." Round and round goes his spoon, pushing his excess rice into the last meager scrapings of curry sauce.
"Really? Thanks, Satomi-kun, you're a lifesaver!" Kyouji tucks away the image of the two of them cuddled up together in Satomi's single futon, dozing off while wind howls and rain pounds against his shabby apartment's thin walls. Folds it up and sticks it in a safe dark corner where nobody has to see it.
When's that typhoon's supposed to hit again? Tomorrow evening, right? He'll have to hustle to the station after work to make sure he gets out of town ahead of it.