It was clear that he was desperate for any kind of attention– “I mean, I’m pretty interesting. I’m a literal paradox, walking and talking in front of you! I’ve got a trident… uh…” He searched around his pockets, before pulling out something that in no way would have fit in there. “I’ve got chocolate?” That chocolate bar was way bigger then those pockets.

(Dark is a study in boredom through most of Haruhara’s ongoing babble, but perks up visibly at the mention of chocolate.)

Does it have fruit in it?

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