[Man, and here he thought he'd gained the upper hand for a bit here--but no, that bit of give was just because of the laugh, and soon enough Ramir is renewing her efforts enough that Shizuo huffs a little in turn. It's almost kind of surreal having to concentrate on pushing against something this hard for once...any bit of attention lost and his arm wavers and tilts by inches. Like it does now, for a brief burst of his own, at Ramir's particular remark there.]
Hey, look, I don't get to do it very often... [Which is true, he really doesn't. Not in this sort of situation, which is a situation that's...never actually happened.
But geez, is he actually going to lose with this? --No, that would be really lame though, losing on his first try...and so Shizuo puts in a sincere effort himself this time, against a push from Ramir hard enough he can actually feel the muscles in his arm straining. Hell, when's the last time he felt something like that? Not since he was a kid, for sure...
And, under the combined pressure of the both of them, the bench finally decides creaking isn't providing enough of a warning, and gives a definitive crack--before promptly snapping in half, dropping both of their elbows in the process.] --Oh, shit!
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Hey, look, I don't get to do it very often... [Which is true, he really doesn't. Not in this sort of situation, which is a situation that's...never actually happened.
But geez, is he actually going to lose with this? --No, that would be really lame though, losing on his first try...and so Shizuo puts in a sincere effort himself this time, against a push from Ramir hard enough he can actually feel the muscles in his arm straining. Hell, when's the last time he felt something like that? Not since he was a kid, for sure...
And, under the combined pressure of the both of them, the bench finally decides creaking isn't providing enough of a warning, and gives a definitive crack--before promptly snapping in half, dropping both of their elbows in the process.] --Oh, shit!