[Maybe it's the smoke, maybe it's just the time that passes after he's left whatever magical barrier was put up, but as he's sprawled out on that couch with uncharacteristic shamelessness, Atsushi slowly but surely starts waking up. There's just a twitch of an eyelid at first; then his nose follows suit, and... he sneezes.
Yeah, he needs time to get used to the whole smoking thing.
Rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, he belatedly opens his eyes and sits up, trying to make sense of his surroundings. What's the last place he remembers being? Oh - but at least he recognizes someone!]
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Yeah, he needs time to get used to the whole smoking thing.
Rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, he belatedly opens his eyes and sits up, trying to make sense of his surroundings. What's the last place he remembers being? Oh - but at least he recognizes someone!]
Chuuya-san..?