he can't help being six feet tall, though?!?! makoto hasn't been comfortable with his (freakish) beanpole growth spurt since the end of middle school, when puberty did him a favor and then abruptly went to town on his height. makoto's already at his wit's end trying to forcibly extricate himself from oona before he perishes of mortification. at her bracing accusations, he winces, arms splayed heavily around her. ]
I c-can't?! It's not like I can grow shorter or shrink or anything, I'll be this tall for the rest of my life!
[ SUDDEN PANIC ... !!! ]
You're not that short. And a-anyways, height doesn't really matter. It's what's inside that counts.
[ he's withholding his tongue for every time he's banged his head on a low ceiling or got himself in a sticky situation because of his stature alone. ]
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he can't help being six feet tall, though?!?! makoto hasn't been comfortable with his (freakish) beanpole growth spurt since the end of middle school, when puberty did him a favor and then abruptly went to town on his height. makoto's already at his wit's end trying to forcibly extricate himself from oona before he perishes of mortification. at her bracing accusations, he winces, arms splayed heavily around her. ]
I c-can't?! It's not like I can grow shorter or shrink or anything, I'll be this tall for the rest of my life!
[ SUDDEN PANIC ... !!! ]
You're not that short. And a-anyways, height doesn't really matter. It's what's inside that counts.
[ he's withholding his tongue for every time he's banged his head on a low ceiling or got himself in a sticky situation because of his stature alone. ]