[ The mameshiba start to panic, too -- maybe from the mention of alcohol, maybe from the terrifying weight of Marco's fingers, but they start chittering nervously and scattering, bouncing frantically off the walls of the glass. ]
Do you know? Do you --
[ Marco hits the mark with one of them, and it lets out a shrill squeal as it bursts, crushed beneath his finger and buried somewhere in the dirty sock. The other mameshiba all start to panic even more, colliding with each other and the sock mindlessly. ]
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Do you know? Do you --
[ Marco hits the mark with one of them, and it lets out a shrill squeal as it bursts, crushed beneath his finger and buried somewhere in the dirty sock. The other mameshiba all start to panic even more, colliding with each other and the sock mindlessly. ]