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Hardly awake at that point, it took Midousuji a moment to realize the severity of what Tsuji was saying to him. “ H–huh? “ He asked, looking up from his desk with a half-lidded gaze. “ What are you talking about? “
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· “Shut up and move it!”
With these harsh words he just walked over to the man’s bed, ripped the blanket off of him and pulled on his arm roughly; as much as he was irked by Akira’s sleepy attitude, he had to get them safe -- whatever the cost.
“Someone rat us out -- to the cops -- move it, Midousuji, move it! I’ll leave you behind, if you’re not starting to get dressed and we’re going to leave this hole! Come on, wake up!” Yelling the last part into the man’s face, he went as far as to smack him, hoping that it would make him snap out of being so god-awfully tired.