Date: 2019-03-16 03:42 pm (UTC)
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[ His tongue clicked as he sank down into the leather and closed his eyes to stop the world from spinning. ]

It was a fuckin' work thing, alright, Mr. Bocchan?

[ That didn't stop his head from swimming and stomach from gurgling painfully. He needed to get some food in him.]

Somethin' greasy. Burgers.
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