[despite the constant, looming presence of a fucking lion in his house, tsukishima is a pretty sound sleeper. he has his glasses sitting on his bedside table, and he's curled up tight in his bed, the blankets practically pulled up over his head.
his room is very clean, but there's a strange exception; marbles, scattered all over the floor. he'd gotten his event list, and he'd already made arrangements for his own stolen item. but logic would dictate that his team wasn't the only one to get these instructions, so desperate times called for desperate measures. kageyama or hinata were the most likely potential burglers, and his little sister had been all too happy to provide the marbles for his protection.
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his room is very clean, but there's a strange exception; marbles, scattered all over the floor. he'd gotten his event list, and he'd already made arrangements for his own stolen item. but logic would dictate that his team wasn't the only one to get these instructions, so desperate times called for desperate measures. kageyama or hinata were the most likely potential burglers, and his little sister had been all too happy to provide the marbles for his protection.
how good is your balance, hinata?]