⠀⠀{ Brownish hues lift to lock with infinite blues, *𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 with what sounded of exasperation, but Suguru was only mildly 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 by him. . . }
Mm, how about we strike a deal? I’ll listen to you, when /you/ start listening to me.
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a hedonistic grin spreads, hands raised in a mock sense of surrender, swiftly switched to clasp behind his back. " either way, it's not like you'll 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛, suguru ."
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⠀⠀{ Suguru rolls his eyes, folding his arms across his chest. 𝙐𝙜𝙝, the taste of the curse was disgustingly /bitter/ on his tongue. }
Might as well say what’s on your mind, Satoru. Saves me from the *𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 conversation later when you finally decide to speak anyway.