( the pain at the back of his head hurts, and he can feel the area throb in and out, a pulsating sensation that doesn't bother him, but he knows that it's there. even when his eyes slowly flutter open, he didn't imagine ranger to be so close to him, crouched down looking him over to see if he's alive. he didn't hear much of what he said, but he had heard something about "want", and he has something in his hand that he's holding tightly onto.
he holds his hand out in a motion that requests for ranger to hold out his own, and whenever he decides to do so, komaeda will drop this in his palm. it's a little scuffed because of him tripping over it, but the entire item doesn't have a scratch, the cork is still wedged in perfectly, and the inside is filled with a green dust and little bits of star pieces — a happy little bottle almost filled to the brim, but ranger can shake it to watch everything mix together if he wants. )
...Ow, ow.
( he lifts up, and his other hand raises to the back of his head rubbing gently to lessen the pain. )
ranger sitting by komaedas bed like i stabbed him
he holds his hand out in a motion that requests for ranger to hold out his own, and whenever he decides to do so, komaeda will drop this in his palm. it's a little scuffed because of him tripping over it, but the entire item doesn't have a scratch, the cork is still wedged in perfectly, and the inside is filled with a green dust and little bits of star pieces — a happy little bottle almost filled to the brim, but ranger can shake it to watch everything mix together if he wants. )
...Ow, ow.
( he lifts up, and his other hand raises to the back of his head rubbing gently to lessen the pain. )
...You won.