↳ blue ↰:

“It’s plastic, and I’d like if you’d return it.”

Nagisa stated firmly with a frown painted onto his face, tilting his head to
the side a bit. People obviously got concerned when they thought the knife
was real, but upon learning that it was fake… he wished they would just gi-
ve it back to him on command. The smaller male began to tap his foot and
cross his arms over his chest as he was getting tired of waiting.

“Come on, I really don’t have time!”

↳ ❂ ↰  “Odd plastic.” It felt rubbery, but in a different way than Kaeto was used to. He was almost certain he hadn’t encountered that material before; someone else may not have noticed, but he’d gotten his hands on a lot of things he shouldn’t have. All in all, he’d developed a sense for things that were too out of place. He stabbed it against his hand, and unlike plastic, it didn’t hurt. “What do you use it for?”