[This isn't what he wanted. This isn't what he expected. He was just... going for the ball but instead wound up with a fist full of cloth as he watches, in horror, as Achilles goes for the rimshot and follows through NBA jam style.
Ryuji contemplates all the life decisions he's made leading up to this point, eventually using the cloth to cover his eyes and groan- (hey, Ryuji, that's been on his dick, but he doesn't even think that far ahead)- at what just transpired.
Waving a hand in Achilles' direction... sort of, it's off by about 20 degrees since he's blind, he protests.]
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[This isn't what he wanted. This isn't what he expected. He was just... going for the ball but instead wound up with a fist full of cloth as he watches, in horror, as Achilles goes for the rimshot and follows through NBA jam style.
Ryuji contemplates all the life decisions he's made leading up to this point, eventually using the cloth to cover his eyes and groan- (hey, Ryuji, that's been on his dick, but he doesn't even think that far ahead)- at what just transpired.
Waving a hand in Achilles' direction... sort of, it's off by about 20 degrees since he's blind, he protests.]
Game over, dude, you won.