(have you no sense of mercy for this poor boy, nahyuta. can't someone in his life cut him a break and not be the
butt of the jokes.) You've seen my butt, thanks to the incident with the leeches, you know I don't have a tattoo there.
(and the fact that he's had to say that sentence at all and out loud just makes him slap his face in his hands and groan. this is his life, if dhurke isn't going to give him hell, now it's somehow nahyuta's turn. what god did he piss off to get this treatment.
he will, however, begin shuffling toward the door and away from the room with depression juice.) Gladly. Not like outside is any better, though. Once you and Trucy get going, I won't have any dignity left.
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butt of the jokes.) You've seen my butt, thanks to the incident with the leeches, you know I don't have a tattoo there.
(and the fact that he's had to say that sentence at all and out loud just makes him slap his face in his hands and groan. this is his life, if dhurke isn't going to give him hell, now it's somehow nahyuta's turn. what god did he piss off to get this treatment.
he will, however, begin shuffling toward the door and away from the room with depression juice.) Gladly. Not like outside is any better, though. Once you and Trucy get going, I won't have any dignity left.