Cold to the Touch.

When you want to forget the past but it haunts you like a sick ghost. Some vent art since I don’t know how to deal with letting go of a certain person.

☾ - “And? It’s hair, you are that protective over it.?”

“ I’ll have you know that it’s my signature feature. You don’t see hair like this grow naturally on just anyone. “ 

☾ - “So If I just happen to cut it, you would be useless?”

Oh Mink, stop being a ass.

“ I had to defend my honor ! You made fun of my hair ! “

☾ - “And? It’s hair, you are that protective over it.?”

He flushed red and chuckled. 

"I imagine winning is something to cry happily about."Although, Mink didn't know the feeling of winning anything. He was the type of person to use force.

“ You started ! And you told me to come up with something better ! “

Oh Mink, stop being a ass.

I just wanted a clip of Mink laughing.

☾ - “Tori.” Mink spoke as he watched the cat move from the bag towards him. Glaring at the small thing as he made a groaning like sound. “Could that thing be anymore annoying..?”

“Tch, you cant do better?”

“ Y-You have an ugly motorcycle . . ? “

“You really like to get on peoples nerves don't you.?”

MinkTurtle.

“You know, something that’s not sitting in your house whiling away your time.” 

“Well..I guess you could say I am with a ‘team’..” He was slow on his words as he tried to just say what he was affiliated with and stop talking about it. But he had a feeling that Makishima would continue with the questions.

☾ - “ Why else would I have a cockatoo with me..?” Mink you need to calm down on your attitude. 

☾ - “Not much to say to that considering its a opinion of yours.” He had rolled his eyes while moving his pipe into his mouth, Tori directing his attention to the feline.