Akira was rubbing the barrel of the gun in his hand. He could hear the sloshing of the water in the too realistic gun. "Hey Yuuki. I was commanded to shoot my favorite pet in the face so..." he pulls the trigger and water sprays him in the face.
Is making a quiet noise of terror when saw Akira with a ‘gun’ wanting to duck or hide away. As Akira said how he was commanded to shoot his favorite pet the teen was about to raise his hand and protest. “W-Wait! Wait! I’m not your fav-” Only to feel cold water hit his face, his fear turned into annoyance as he looks at the man. In a way sort of wishing it was real to find relief in the cold embrace of death. Really Akira? Really?
“....Well, now I’m wet thanks, Akira-kun.” Just kind of sighs, guessing he shouldn’t be surprised that the other was messing with him. Wasn’t like Akira was someone to go around killing pets without a legit reason. Still though his shirt’s wet.












