The grin that spreads across Tama’s face is wide and almost playful. A hand moves to run through his hair, head tilting to the side at his friend and fellow Bullet Club member. “Fancy seeing you here Marty,” he said with a soft laugh as he moved to stand next to the self proclaimed villain. His tongue darted across his lips as he slid his hands into his pockets. “Feel like I haven’t seen you in a while kid.”
@progressmade || tama && marty












