And now I feel terrible, because he's smiling and seems happy to see me even though he probably hadn't taken a break all day before now. He must be exhausted. I contemplate the idea of apologising for bothering him; and just leaving. Then I remember the roof.
I've got to talk to him about this. I can do it without being insolent, "... hello. Sempai -" My throat feels unexpectedly thick, and I have to cough sharply to clear it, "please don't smoke and use bad language in front of the little ones. Please try to be more ..."
I'm hit with a sudden flush of shame. I don't want to mention that I'm sure I saw him rearranging Kuroki-san's clothes. I still have time to say something else, but the words were already halfway out of my mouth, "... more discreet."
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Date: 2012-10-29 08:51 am (UTC)I've got to talk to him about this. I can do it without being insolent, "... hello. Sempai -" My throat feels unexpectedly thick, and I have to cough sharply to clear it, "please don't smoke and use bad language in front of the little ones. Please try to be more ..."
I'm hit with a sudden flush of shame. I don't want to mention that I'm sure I saw him rearranging Kuroki-san's clothes. I still have time to say something else, but the words were already halfway out of my mouth, "... more discreet."
Good save.