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"I WANT TO DRAW YOU."
"Okay. But I'm supposed to be working right now, so it'll have to be later."
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"I WANT TO DRAW YOU."
"Okay. But I'm supposed to be working right now, so it'll have to be later."
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Now that that was over with, she’s going to do what she’s really here for. “PLEASE POSE FOR ME.”
"...Pose for you? Why? I don't understand at all."
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"S-sorry, but-" "D-" “Do-” “Do you have this skirt in the next size?”
"No, we don't. We should have in a couple of days, though."
"Are you gonna buy anything or are you just browsing?"
"Men are fucking savages."
I just moaned.
I hope my fall experience is as magical as this made me feel.
im really fucking sarcastic for someone who’s about to start crying most of the time
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[ ☊ ]» "Doesn’t that feel sort of like you’re always looking through a shutter blind?” He thought it might! "And you never know! Lots of people didn’t think they’d have things aimed at them—like Abraham Lincoln!”
Oh man, he felt awful bringing up Abraham Lincoln’s assassination—after all, the guy winded up dying. But still, he was trying to save someone else from getting hurt, so he supposed it might be a bit more alright. Still didn’t excuse him, though!
As a distraction—"Oh, and my name’s Kuzuryuu, but you can call me anything you want, really! What’s yours, hair-man?” A giggle from the smaller boy—he really did laugh at the most ridiculous things.
Jesus, this kid was annoying. The kind of annoying that he would want to avoid in the future, but it seemed like he wouldn't be able to do that. Something told him that he'd just put himself in a position he never wanted to be in ever again.
"Hair-man...?" He grimaced at the nickname, "it's Harley. It's nice to meet you, Kuzuryuu, though I can assure you that having one eye covered by hair doesn't feel like I'm looking out of a shutter-blind."
Harley sighed and shook his head, wishing that he didn't feel the need to be so...so...nice. It was horrible and he'd do anything to get this kid away at this point, but he just couldn't.
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"How do you live."
"I would've been fine if I'd been paid recently but I haven't so I have barely any money."
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“It is dumb.” Casper sighed. “Where is it?”
"Well, sorry for being scared of spiders. Maybe I had a traumatic experience with them. Who knows?" He frowned and turned his head, "it's on my apartment door."
Oh and here’s one more GIF.
Je suis venue te dire que je m’en vais
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"Is to. Plus, I’m too broke to pat for two people."
"I'm too broke to even get something for myself."
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"This is your fault. Eat lunch with me while I still have time."
"It's not my fault, but if you're paying, I'll come."
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"Co—" her stomach growls. She forgot she was suppose to eat lunch "oh."
"Sounds like you have an angry chihuahua in your stomach."
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[ ☊ ]» Oh! All his questions answered! People really were nicer here, weren’t they!
"Yeah, yeah, that’s what I meant! So with one eye covered, is it like at the eye doctor’s? Or is it sort of the same? Won’t you worry you’ll miss something out of the corner of your eye though? Like—what if someone was aiming something at you from the corner of your covered eye?”
Hmm—that made him wonder why his grandma would tell him to eat more, so he’d grow up to be a big and strong boy. Granted, perhaps big didn’t exactly mean upwards! He’d ask this tall boy later—he’d already asked quite enough questions for one round, the other might not remember them.
Ah, jeez. This child was a real pain in the ass, yet he still couldn't be rude. Harley was getting more and more pissed by the second.
"Not really. With one eye covered by hair, I can see through the strands, so it's not really a big deal. I don't think someone would aim something at me."
The questions made the man wonder if the kid was one of the types that daydreamed often. Granted, Harley had been(and was still somewhat) like that, but he never recalled bombarding complete strangers with questions.