If this was a romance anime, it was Definitely not slice-of-life. Matsu isn’t looking at her face, very pointedly away in fact, so they don’t see her expression. They give up on knocking sand off and instead reach up to wipe at their face again, barely remembering the sand in time to stop themself from doing something mortifying.
Neither Viper nor Abel say anything, so with one glance over their shoulder to make sure there wasn’t randomly someone there, they follow into the bathroom.
Right….
On the counter? How does she–?
Matsukaze does take a moment to glance around to see if there’s a step stool somewhere in sight, but finding none, frown at Viper instead.
“What, you think I can’t?” They snap. Wounded pride was sure wounded right now. They already couldn’t reach the treevee, they’re not going to let some lame bathroom counter make them look pathetic. Not after they’ve already looked so pathetic in like. Every way.
They gently place the rabbit to the side, out of the way on the counter, then they put their palms on the counter about shoulder width apart.
Okay…
With a little jump, Matsu pushes on the counter and leans forward to try and leverage themself up… very unsuccessfully. They let out a little oof and wince when they are abruptly reminded of their stomach bruises.
Right. They forgot those.
Matsu tries again, trying to get their foot up, but fail. Fuck. Their face is getting red again - but their breathing a little heavier, too. They take a step back, then really throw their momentum into it this time. Their boot catches the counter - barely, so now they have to–
Their left arm suddenly gives out and, with a 6, they let out a surprised yelp and are very obviously about to fall both forwards onto the counter and then, inevitably, to the ground as gravity takes hold.
Viper and Abel do have time to catch them if they act fast!
