Jul 21, 2017
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@coffcedad
you ain’t special
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“American coffee is better than japanese coffee. I can bet on it.” Joseph muttered once he took a seat on the café, clearly ignorant about what real coffee was. Yet his pride was too big to see through his stubbornness.
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”What do you do when you can’t sleep?”
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“Thought I smelt the delicious scent of coffee... It must be you~”
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And with that, somethin kicks the door open, and stomps into he room. It’s after Shido, no doubt about it. There’s an unearthly battle cry and there’s the sound of a bowstring being drawn.
[ 獅童 正義 ]
His entire body jolts, noticeable surprise behind orange tinted glasses. Wait- why wasn’t there a person?! Was this just a ghost? A random fever dream he’s currently having?! Shido’s eyes shot toward his secretary, finger pointing in his general direction. It was only he heard the bowstring drawn back did sweat roll down the back of his neck.
‘H..Hey! Why don’t you kill him instead?! If you kill me, no-one will be running your country!’
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The cafe was a sight for sore eyes as Akira walked in, Suzume following him closely behind. Suzume ever the curious one looked up at her dad and then around the cafe, the smell of coffee too bitter for her senses as she scrunched up her nose.
“Hey Boss, it’s been a while.” Akira smiled sheepishly at the old man, it had been a couple years since he last showed up. Maybe a little after Suzume was born and before the divorce. Speaking of Suzume, she gently tugged her dads pants leg and pointed at the bar stools a sign that she wanted to sit there. Before he could offer to help her up as they taller than her Suzume quickly walked over and climbed up the seat. It took a little bit of wiggling, but she was going through that phase that if he helped she would sulk.
Yusuke and Madarame tbh
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WHERE;S THE LIE THO
me and @coffcedad‘s discussion on the soap Iwai uses