o7. My character calming yours down.
Kuwata has done it again. He has unleashed his rage on the fucking crystal ball and the shaman is at a loss for words. "Why did you kill the fucking crystal-ball, Kuwata-chi?" then Kuwata replied "Because I’m hella—
It was supposed to just a friendly hangout between two homies which ended up being unfortunate once Hagakure took over Leon’s bed yet again. All of Leon’s efforts to kick the fortune-teller off his bed were in vain and it made him even angrier. I can’t let him grind his gross dreadlocks over my sheets….! And with launched at Hagakure once more.
Again it was fruitless until… his eyes spotted a crystal-ball(?). Letting anger to get the best of him, the redhead grabbed the glass-sphere quickly and tossed it at one of the walls with, shattering it into tiny pieces.
Yeah! Score! That’s gonna get him off my bed fo’ sure! Probably to kill me but— oh. Wait… it… it was a glass-ball, wasn’t it? Even though his pitches were strong and he could’ve broken a lot of stuff by merely throwing them at a wall he couldn’t really tell what kind of value that stupid sphere had. Blinking slowly, he slowly turned to look at the other individual in the room. He’s …. either going to be pissed, either upset so it’s pretty much of a dead-end. Dammit.
"U-uh… that… that didn’t cost an arm hopefully, yeah?", running a hand through his own hair, a forced chuckle escaped his lips. It was his fault for being a little shit and a bed-thief…! Why does he ought to turn into the bad guy…?! Calming down people was never his strong side, nor it ever will. But he’s gonna make an attempt.
"…..I’ll buy you a hamburger? ‘nother glass-ball? Just… just don’t throw a hissy-fit, kay? An’ stop lookin’ at me like I killed somebody again!”
