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( not actually, i just won't be on the dash as much, and replies will be slow. i'll be in the inbox mostly. )

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             - “What did you do to your hands, anyway?" he asked quietly as they walked towards the store exit, still not entirely sure he wanted to know the gory details of how this stranger's hands became so mangled.

You're bleeding.

"No I’m not." He truly was. From all the cracks of his hands, they were bound to bleed. He got a new one recently, at that moment. But he didn’t want to draw attention to it. 

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             - “Tch –– S'about time." he scoffed, taking his phone and stuffing it into a pocket on the back of his jersey. “You didn't text anyone, did you?" Though he did have his phone password protected, he felt the need to confirm whether or not any real damage was done.

How many times are you going to do that, exactly?

Zitao glanced up from his book he was currently skimming, dark lined eyes landing on a stranger who seemed a tad bit annoyed. The incubus furrowed his eyebrows lightly before he realized he was tapping the tip of his shoe against the bottom of the bookcase, quite loudly apparently as his eyes scanned the section around them and found many other customers where glaring at him as well. “Ah…” The dark-haired male said softly, turning to look back at the stranger who had decided to speak up. “It’s a habit, so…who knows.” Zitao gave him a cheeky smile before he returned his attention to the book, continuing the disrupting noise but a bit softer.

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秋田犬・豆柴 薩摩日登美犬舎

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             - “Uh –– ok, I'll call a cab then..." He pulled his phone from a side pocket in his backpack and dialed a cab company, quickly relaying their location. “Alright, come on, it'll be here in about two minutes." he nodded, moving to exit the bathroom.

You're bleeding.

"No I’m not." He truly was. From all the cracks of his hands, they were bound to bleed. He got a new one recently, at that moment. But he didn’t want to draw attention to it. 

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             - Isao shrugged turning and laying back against the arm of the  couch, legs stretched out across the other's lap. “You answered my question."

She blinked looking up at him. “Why the oh?”

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             - “Oh." he nodded, returning his attention to the television, crossing his legs in front of him.

She didn’t look at him and pouted. “Cause you’re my friend silly.”

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             - “I know. Why did you? What did I do?" he craned his neck to look down at her, frowning. “It was weird."

She blinked. “What do you mean? I pecked your cheek, couldn’t you tell?” She smiled and looked at the TV falling sideways so her head was on his shoulder.

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    Of course I have, but only in photos. ( - furrows his brows ) People don't usually do it in front of others, do they?

{; frowns} Have you never seen someone make a peace sign before?

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             -  His nails dug at his own palms and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. “I –– I only have my bike, so we'd have to walk. How far away do you live?" he asked, averting his eyes from the crimson stains on the once white gloves.

You're bleeding.

"No I’m not." He truly was. From all the cracks of his hands, they were bound to bleed. He got a new one recently, at that moment. But he didn’t want to draw attention to it. 

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    Little bit. ( - nods ) You're doing that weird thing with your fingers... it's kind of gross.

{; furrows her brows} I do?

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             “Haein –– " his gaze shot sideways to where the girl sat, hand clutching his cheek. “What the hell was that..." he mumbled, pressing the 'play' button with his thumb.

She giggled. “You like it.” She kissed his cheek. “I’m staying to watch it.” She smiled sitting back grabbing the blanket nearby and curling up in it.

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             - “I won't promise anything." he mumbles into the puppy's fur, kissing the top of her tiny head. “Did you find it?"

How many times are you going to do that, exactly?

Zitao glanced up from his book he was currently skimming, dark lined eyes landing on a stranger who seemed a tad bit annoyed. The incubus furrowed his eyebrows lightly before he realized he was tapping the tip of his shoe against the bottom of the bookcase, quite loudly apparently as his eyes scanned the section around them and found many other customers where glaring at him as well. “Ah…” The dark-haired male said softly, turning to look back at the stranger who had decided to speak up. “It’s a habit, so…who knows.” Zitao gave him a cheeky smile before he returned his attention to the book, continuing the disrupting noise but a bit softer.

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             - “It's alright..." he grumbled, avoiding her gaze. “I still think it's dumb, even though the animation is...cute."

She smiled and sat next to him hugging it. “Did you start cause I like it?” She said softly and smiled up at him sweetly. “Do you like it…?” She bites her lip shyly her wide eyes looking up at him.

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    You look odd. ( - shrugs ) 

Me? I’m fine— why do you ask?

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    Then I guess you don't bang your heads together very often. ( - chuckles, tilting his head back as he swallows the pills from his hand ) 

That should do the trick… /he feels bad for not having any kind of medicine with him as he watches as the other retrieve the bottle; Heh, really? My members usually tell me that I am. Though, I don’t think they meant it literallly- /shrugs and mirrors his smile;