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👍 ((how late is this, though-))
SEND 👍 IF YOU LIKE MY CHARACTER PORTRAYAL
{✯☂✯}
{{It’s never too late for happy-yet-ugly screeching noises.}}
Closed rp
Josh had a back stage pass for Risette’s concert. He headed back there, excited to see her.
Picked On. ((Haru and Naoto RP))
Haru had been headed back to his house at the edge of Inaba right after school, but once again he had been followed and stopped by a few other students. Unfortunately this time he was also bringing home one of his paintings from art, of which he was currently clutching to his chest as the three students had surrounded him. Haru tried to speak up. “L-listen... guys can we stop doing this every week? I mean... w-what are you-?”
The leader of the small group interrupted him. “Shut up. You’re not negotiating your way out of this. I don’t like you..... ha.... correction, we don’t like you. You’re always so silent, and weird. It’s like you’re always planning something.”
Haru stuttered. “Th-that’s because-” “The painting.” “H-huh?” “Hand it over.” “B-but I spent a whole month working on this.” “I don’t give a shit, hand it over.” Haru shook his head. “No!” There was a small pause before the leader motioned one of them, to which he ran up to Haru and yanked the painting out of his hands. “No! Give it back!”
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Bingo.
“I really can’t believe I’m talking to someone as cute as you…!” Gotta throw in the compliment. It’s important.
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He didn’t think that it was possible for him to get even more flustered, but it was happening. “I’m not cute--! Seriously!”
Though it was kind of muffled due to his hands still being in front of his face... was the shade of red on his face getting darker?
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“Oh... did you forget your umbrella?”
“Why is Sherblue wearing a kinky outfit?”
“Come at me Scrub Lord, I’m ripped!”