[Exactly none of that is reassuring and Keith rushes over to come take a look at whatever's got James acting all.... not scared, but flustered? Keith comes to a dead stop right as he reaches the end of the counter. A lightbulb's finally gone off as the realization that he never put the incriminating stuff away before going back outside hits him like a brick over the head.]
Oh I....
[SHIT. Ducking his head immediately because his cheeks are burning violently, he quickly grabs the nearest bag.]
here. Just have this.
[What's even inside this one? He doesn't know. All he knows is that it's not The Problem bag.]
I'll just... take that one.
[Maybe if he tries to yank the bag away from James and it's out of sight, maybe it'll be like the last two seconds never happened.]
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Oh I....
[SHIT. Ducking his head immediately because his cheeks are burning violently, he quickly grabs the nearest bag.]
here. Just have this.
[What's even inside this one? He doesn't know. All he knows is that it's not The Problem bag.]
I'll just... take that one.
[Maybe if he tries to yank the bag away from James and it's out of sight, maybe it'll be like the last two seconds never happened.]