Continued from ask || @tokimiatta
┏Xanxus yawns, having being awoken from a nap, and at the first sign of bloodlust, his trained movements acted before his consciousness fully roused from the interrupted slumber. Somewhat still hazy, eyes lazily look around to see a cacophonous scene playing out before him.
Useless trash, the lot of them.
The annoying trash were the ones who were crowded about for one single purpose- to watch a show.
A low rumble of mirth bubbling from his chest, he couldn’t help but find this welp that finally grew some balls was amusing.
“Finally grew a pair, huh? You don’t need the bucking horse to start your battles for you, babysitting you from the sidelines, anymore?”
It took you how many years to come stalking in here like an ignorant cat looking to best a lion? The self-projection was evident and hilarious. He may be amused, but the gun poised right between the eyebrows of the insolent cloud hadn't faltered an iota.┛
