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02 dude. so what if life kicks you in the head? kick it the fuck back!
(Skip Beat!; Kyouko, Shoutarou)
She looked at him with narrowed eyes, wary. “What do you want, Shoutarou.” Kyouko would not bless him with the courtesy that marked her life for 16 years.
“You still have no sex appeal,” Shoutarou commented, frowning at her flat tone though not surprised by it.
Kyouko’s mood went from suspicious to sour. Crossing her arms, she tapped her foot. “Are you actually here for a reason or are you shirking your responsibilities again?”
He bristled. “And what about you? You don’t look like you have a job to do.” He smirked. “At least I don’t have to worry much about my position in the entertainment world.”
*
Kyouko stomped out of the room and toward the studio where she was definitely, definitely scheduled to be in and was definitely, definitely wanted for the job. Fuwa Shoutarou was left on the ground, unconscious but twitching.
(Skip Beat!; Kyouko, Shoutarou)
She looked at him with narrowed eyes, wary. “What do you want, Shoutarou.” Kyouko would not bless him with the courtesy that marked her life for 16 years.
“You still have no sex appeal,” Shoutarou commented, frowning at her flat tone though not surprised by it.
Kyouko’s mood went from suspicious to sour. Crossing her arms, she tapped her foot. “Are you actually here for a reason or are you shirking your responsibilities again?”
He bristled. “And what about you? You don’t look like you have a job to do.” He smirked. “At least I don’t have to worry much about my position in the entertainment world.”
*
Kyouko stomped out of the room and toward the studio where she was definitely, definitely scheduled to be in and was definitely, definitely wanted for the job. Fuwa Shoutarou was left on the ground, unconscious but twitching.