Jun 14, 2017
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What no. I didn’t even do anything yet.
❝Y-You probably did, y-you traitor.❞
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ironcladsonosuke replied to your post: meticulcus replied to your post: ...
What no. I didn’t even do anything yet.
❝Y-You probably did, y-you traitor.❞
@ironcladsonosuke ll continued from [ x ]
When the other glanced up at her in his doorway, the ULTIMATE Confectioner just giggles – It was sweet to see how his attention could shift so quickly. It was something that Ruruka had always liked about him. She had always appreciated that she could get his attention from a n y t h i n g he was doing. That she was one of his t o p priorities.
And that she could get a smile from him. Despite the fact that he was very busy. “Excellent~” Ruruka chimes, offering out her arm – waiting expectedly for the other to come over and take her arm.
B a b e.
That was something that she would only allow him to call her. Izayoi was her b e s t friend, her beloved – The only person she t r u s t e d in all of the FUTURE FOUNDATION. “I’m happy to be back, l o v e! It’s been too long~ Plus! I hate being sent on missions where we can’t go together.” She puffs out her cheeks then. This was for two reasons, though she would only say one. “I miss you when I’m gone!” And she knew he had these habits – such as forgetting to eat, because he’s very dedicated to his work. “Plus! I hate to leave you alone. I can’t make you treats, and texting people just isn’t the same, you know?”
[ || @ironcladsonosuke - starter call || ]
❝... r-remind me WHY I-I should do ANYTHING f-for you.❞ Snorting, the fashionista whipped around to face the blacksmith. She was done with every bad memory she had been given--and now he had the nerve to show up again. He had threatened her with finger knives. That was slightly unforgivable.
❝N-No. Why should I-I even listen to you?! W-What could you have t-to say to me?!❞
There's only one way to stop this madness. Time to show the world that Munakata only has a little dagger inside his pants.
“If you’d like to check for yourself at least buy me dinner first“