[ MinaMina opens the mailbox lid and—- immediately slams it shut again at the very first sign of light bursting out of it as if that thin little metal cover can hold back what could be a bomb going off inside the box
if it weren't for nothing happening for the next second and a half, and Minato lets the lid fall back open again, squinting against the light, and sacrificing his left arm to reach inside and pull out exactly what the ticket said: a bow.
He holds it in his hands, unsure of if he's even holding it properly, let alone knowing how to shoot with it. ]
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if it weren't for nothing happening for the next second and a half, and Minato lets the lid fall back open again, squinting against the light, and sacrificing his left arm to reach inside and pull out exactly what the ticket said: a bow.
He holds it in his hands, unsure of if he's even holding it properly, let alone knowing how to shoot with it. ]
I think I'll also have to invest in shades.