supertoughhacker replied to your post: M!A Congrats! For the next day, your life is a musical. You can only communicate through song, rather it be something already-existing or of your own imagination. SOARINā. FLYINā. THEREāS NOT A STAR IN HEAVEN YOU CANāT REACH
ā~Togami-kun, Togami-kun, itās happened to you tooā¦! Help me, tell me, what a-are we to doā¦..~ā
Togami attempted to maintain his composure, opening his mouth slowly just to release a dulcet Sinatra-like singing voice-"~... I won't sing... Don't ask me. I won't sing so don't ask me. I will not sing Fujisaki, with you.~"Ā The heir's eyes widened as he clamped his hand over his mouth. A frustrated glare on his face. What he wanted right now more than anything was a white board- or a notepad.





