Uno


RaindropsThe rain was coming down hard, harder than it normally did when he took a walk through the empty streets. Even the hood of his coat did little to keep the cigarette wedged between his lips dry. Each puff on the damp paper tube was like sucking on a straw full of oatmeal.Raindrops
"Goddammit..." Angrily, Xarano spat it out from between his lips and stuffed his hands under his arms, keeping up his pace as his boots splashed puddles around his ankles. Even his excessive body heat did little to fight off the damp and cold that seeped into him through his soaked clothes. The only other things out in this hellish downpour besides the Nobody scu
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Matsumoto loves to torture me.
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hannah
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