He knew he smelled it he always did, it was his hair that gave it away, the smell of cold smoke was always so strong, geto forgot about that.
he gave in to it and just nodded, seeing the dissapointment in satorus face, he understood it but he was too drunk to care right now.
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Dealing with drunk people was never Satoruβs forte, he had always been the drunk that people had to deal with. And ever since he got married he had been cutting down on any form of alcohol because he knew it wouldβve been unfair to Suguru.
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He slowly but surely felt himself rot, not because of satoru but because of the environment, becaus eof the pressure, because of his cursed technique.
"I didn't want to cause another problem, we already have anough to handle and take care of, we both do... but you have more
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