I thought maybe-- [ hinata cuts himself off. he kind of got his hopes up when someone knocked, like, maybe bokuto was just playing a trick or-- something, anything. his face crumples a little and he shakes his head, curling his hands into fists. it's been one after another lately, and it hurts, but this one hit especially close to him. it must be even worse for akaashi; he doesn't even know what to say. hinata wants to run around and yell and cry and kick something. ]
All of his stuff is gone, I looked all over--! I didn't even get to say goodbye! [ this is bullshit says his tone, angry and upset all at once. ]
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All of his stuff is gone, I looked all over--! I didn't even get to say goodbye! [ this is bullshit says his tone, angry and upset all at once. ]