( neon wouldn't call himself an expert foodie, but as a guy whose eyes are sometimes bigger than his stomach, of course he's loading up on food at the restaurant ( conveyor belt food? sign him up ) after spending the day settling in. or attempting to settle in, anyway.
he thinks he's waiting for omusubi. he does not expect what appears to be a small green gremlin to end up in its place. )
H-hey. ( should he move this guy? maybe he should. he starts to reach out to gently pluck this little stranger up from the belt. )
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he thinks he's waiting for omusubi. he does not expect what appears to be a small green gremlin to end up in its place. )
H-hey. ( should he move this guy? maybe he should. he starts to reach out to gently pluck this little stranger up from the belt. )