[Normal, maybe, for Sora. Not at all normal for Joshua. He can't even begin to understand how someone can be so... optimistic and cheerful and like the walking, talking personification of a ray of sunshine. It's almost downright offensive.
Which might be why his lips nearly pull up into a sneer, and he leans back against the counter, hands braced on the edge.]
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Which might be why his lips nearly pull up into a sneer, and he leans back against the counter, hands braced on the edge.]
Neku-kun isn't my friend.
[And, rightfully, he never should be.]