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[yassutaka]

8/23-30 @muracekai_kiosk にて　@koichicks とノンアルおじさん2人の合作作品展　51+49 を開催します。皆様お暑い中大変恐縮ですけど来てや〜 場所は　@muracekai_kiosk 8/23-30 open12:00 Close19:00 #yassutaka #koichiks #5149 https://www.instagram.com/p/ChTfTTGPYDG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hvxwons-blog]

" What about some still warm and bloody liver ? Though I don't care about the organs you give me. I have a little preference for heart and lungs though. "

With a click of his tongue, mildly in annoyance, there's an unwavering you're so ungrateful lingering from his clamped lips, the weight he'd rested down on his left heel rolled to the right as he stared, needing a moment to compose himself before an irritable sigh parts in its place. "Y'know--not everyone's gonna be so willing to fuel your habit like I do. Preference brings you what I don't need remember?"

Though he cannot tell a lie (well actually, he does that a lot but it's besides the current point) Howon does find this guy to be even more beyond sanity's reach than anyone he's met in a long, long time. "Anyway, it's the kidney I need this time, transplant in Hong Kong tomorrow morning, I've got a two hour deadline, are you tagging along or not?"

[hvxwons-blog]

koichiks replied to your post:Things I need; dark/torture plots– Because who...

i’d totally buy a liver to eat it–

Consider it done comrade, what sort of state do you prefer? Enlargened through abuse? Little and scrawny?

[mvritaka]

koichiks:

poking the other’s cheek, he finally grinned brightly. “ finally got your attention. i’m talking to you since two minutes and you ignored me. do you have a cigarette please ? “

Blinking, the hairdresser was slightly taken aback as he stuck his hands into his pockets and took out a pack of cigarettes. He must really had been in his own world that he didn’t hear the stranger speak. He took out a cancer stick out from the box and handed it over. “Do you need a light too or do you have your own?”

[mrxbm]

" Excuse me Sir, but you're walking on my shirt. " His cheeks slightly puffed out, Koichi pointed his white shirt to the tall man, slightly groaning. " That's not expensive but I like it. " Maybe he shouldn't sit on the floor, mostly.

Pulling back his Balmoral boot, Seungwon looks down as he hears the voice, before raising a rather unamused eye brow to fit the expression. “What are you doing? Are you a vagrant...?”