shirossweets
heiseiholmes
snarky-gentleman
pastaxpeace
People. A glimmer of distaste flashed across Kyouko's features, but it softened after a breath. Company brought more a vague claustrophobic itchiness than true dislike, and she allowed the moment of aggravation to fade away- replaced by a light, distantly dry amusement.
Man, there's all types out today.
She took a bite from her bun, savoring the taste before shooting a smirk. Her eyelids drooped to half-mast and a snort of laughter rumbled in her throat.
"Was there somethin' that you wanted?"









