[Gon huffs LOUDLY. fine! fine... like he really deserves to demand anything of Killua, as is certainly his natural instinct, which he suppresses.]
Fine. Do that.
[Gon slumps onto his palm, elbow on the table as he angrily pours over the index, trying to will himself to focus. even aside from being pettily irritated, the last thing he wants to do is study—by himself!—besides!!
studying is always hard, but—! Killua's right! there!! how is he supposed to focus?! and maybe Gon's not in the mood to nap, but it seems like such a waste of lost time... maybe Killua doesn't think so, and that's fine. that's fine. jesus. he needs to focus...]
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Fine. Do that.
[Gon slumps onto his palm, elbow on the table as he angrily pours over the index, trying to will himself to focus. even aside from being pettily irritated, the last thing he wants to do is study—by himself!—besides!!
studying is always hard, but—! Killua's right! there!! how is he supposed to focus?! and maybe Gon's not in the mood to nap, but it seems like such a waste of lost time... maybe Killua doesn't think so, and that's fine. that's fine. jesus. he needs to focus...]