[ ...God damn it. Of course he can't. He'd rather die. It'd be so easy to just come up with a lie and whisk her away... in fact, that's the only thing he can do, but he knows better than to try that with his brighter, more jovial persona. She'd just kick up a massive fuss...
...Ugh, whatever. He might end up looking like a toxic possessive boyfriend, but he'll just have to bear with it. ]
Oi.
[ She already knows he's here, but still. He appears suddenly, gripping her tightly by her wrist. He's trying to mask his frustration, his expression as bored as always, but she can probably still taste it anyways. ]
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...Ugh, whatever. He might end up looking like a toxic possessive boyfriend, but he'll just have to bear with it. ]
Oi.
[ She already knows he's here, but still. He appears suddenly, gripping her tightly by her wrist. He's trying to mask his frustration, his expression as bored as always, but she can probably still taste it anyways. ]
What do you think you're doing?