[He doesn't know whether to be happy, or just sigh. Bertholdt's heart sinks a little. He doesn't like either of them, but it... still makes him feel a little shitty.]
[Bertholdt knew it would happen, had even hoped it would, but ...he was jealous. Not of either one of them in particular... just jealous that they had one another, when he..............]
[He doesn't even try stopping the game, or ruining it for them like he sort of wants to. He slips his hand from underneath their hovering bodies and gets up off the mat. Straightening up, he hurries out of the room.]
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[He doesn't know whether to be happy, or just sigh. Bertholdt's heart sinks a little. He doesn't like either of them, but it... still makes him feel a little shitty.]
[Bertholdt knew it would happen, had even hoped it would, but ...he was jealous. Not of either one of them in particular... just jealous that they had one another, when he..............]
[He doesn't even try stopping the game, or ruining it for them like he sort of wants to. He slips his hand from underneath their hovering bodies and gets up off the mat. Straightening up, he hurries out of the room.]