𝙁𝙊𝙓 𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙇’𝙎 𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍

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// alive , yes 👁️

“If this cigarette was laced , that’d be a hell of a cheap shot.” He’d take a puff, inhaling it and creating a ring with his exhale . “Even for a devil.”

“And I’d never think to take a cigarette from a devil.” Taking a puff of his cigarette, while shrugging his shoulders. “But I guess things change, and rather quickly.”

Typically around her, he’d find himself a bit hesitant to grab whatever she’s offering. But his stress is aching his whole being so he is rather desperate. Fair game. “Thank you.” Slightly grabbing it and covering the cigarette and lighting it, then glancing back.

Aki’s out of cigarettes . The next person to pass him a cigarette, he’ll do as they please.

Aki needs to see Miss Makima.

Oh, right. He misinterpreted ya. But sure, here’s another cone.

Touch him . . . ? What kind of freakish games is this devil trying to play . . . ?

Can’t even hold a decent conversation . . . ? Alright, only if he stops his bickering.

An apartment, house… room maybe? What does he live in a ditch . . . ?