[Filtered from enemies or people who hate him -- lol that's all of mayfield]

[rogue_pineapple]

[After escaping Fran's suicide watch, Mukuro got out and stole the neighbours milk, having come fresh from the milkman himself. He drank three quarts of it and died in the middle of the street with a stupid grin on his face. Morning finds him back in his bed again, just as intact as ever. He shuffles to the phone with a frown. Just how many times

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[caecity]

It's not my life I'm worried about.

[rogue_pineapple]

Not you too. I've already heard this all day from Fran.

[caecity]

There's a reason for all of that, you know.

[rogue_pineapple]

You're the same person?