"Does this "essence" hurt?"
He stepped closer and removed the gun from its holster to curious look at it. It looks like a normal gun, but he lost him on this essence part.
"What's your name?"
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โ considering that one of my partners is eighteen .. i assure you, itโs quite alright. โ
he watched as the otherโs gaze scanned him, stretching to deliberately show more skin.
โ it is. though, it uses essence rather than bullets. โ
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"Is nineteen good enough?"
The punk's eyes scanned the other from head to toe. While he was covered up by layers of clothing and accessories, this priest looking man let it all show. If only Aoba was that bold.
"Is that gun real or just for show?"
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( he chuckles, before sliding his gun into one of the holsters on his thigh โ though he did make a show of pressing a kiss to the barrel beforehand. )
i certainly donโt mind. as long as youโre an adult.
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@foxheelkick *Scoffs once again, but doesn't say anything.*
......
*Was Aoba aware his company was the only thing preventing him from suicide? He wasn't worrying enough tbh.*