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I should get to attack her violently i think
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I will thrash you into the ground until nothing but your own voice of stubbornness is able to keep you going.
I feel like whenever ponk said “that Sam kid... always finds a way to my heart.” (Quote may be wrong) whenever beans does something jfjddjjd
My stomach is growling and I'm like 98% sure my cat thinks I'm purring because she's sitting on my stomach and purring and rubbing her head on my chest, which is unusual behavior. Normally she's tried to bite me at least once by now.
Still sorting through the unruly locks, Sasuke's frown twisted into an expression of frustration and hopelessness. "I lost a kitten," He muttered in admittance, voice clearly portraying the shame he felt of his careless actions.
Kakashi batted his hands away, frowning as he tried to ignore the fact that someone was touching him and process what the kid had said.
"A kitten?"
He’d never pegged Sasuke as a cat type; hell, he’d never pegged Sasuke as an any-kind-of-pet type. He seemed more like a stomp on ants and laugh at their decimated corpses person than a loving, responsible pet owner.
Okay, maybe he could take care of a goldfish. Maybe.
There were half a dozen excuses at the ready on the tip of his tongue, but it was the tone of Sasuke’s voice that had him swallowing them down. The taste of his own ridiculous - and probably unwise, if he were honest with himself, but what’s a man to do with complete honesty? He’ll take his denial and swim in it, thankyouverymuch - affection for the boy was bitter as it settled on his stomach. It had the weight of a thousand stones.
"Don’t you kill cats?"