His attention wasnât on Atsuko, not until she stole the cigarette && proceeded
   to take her own drag. Despite the annoyance of the gesture, he couldnât help
   the soft smirk, as he tossed some coverâs on her. The room he kept was cold,
   but only because Atsuko often complained of his body heat, he was hot
   blooded after all. â If sheâs stealing from me, sheâs out, of course. â He
   thought as he got himself up, lighting another smoke && leaving the
   other, for her.Â
     â I probably do or theyâve been tossed, shit ...
       Well, I have a few more smokes in my pack,
       but I still need to get some tea. You wanna
       come with or are you just gonna lay there,
       till I get back ?? â
   The humor in his tone, was all because he found her amusing, as she still
   laid out like a cat on his bed. It wasnât unheard of, Atsuko being in his bed
   && naked, waiting on him. More often then not, he liked coming back to
   her there, keeping his bed warm.Â
   Leaning down, he stole a soft kiss to her forehead, as whatever she choose ...
   Heâd still come back to her. It was the weird thing about Atsuko, despite her
   being a case of trouble, for him .... He couldnât help giving a damn. Probably
   had to do with that right hook of herâs, but that was just a front, he knew why
   he gave a damn. He just wouldnât admit it.Â
   With his jeans && shirt on, he was quick to grab his wallet. Heâd lost faith in
   finding sunglasses, but what else was new ??
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