( He catches himself. Ugh. That isn't even true, as much as he hates it. Akira doesn't know how loud the rushing of his blood is, nor how sweet the scent. But whether it's true or not, he has nothing to prove to this moron who thinks it's funny to joke about feeding himself to a vampire. Seriously...
For the moment, he's going to abandon the protest and abandon Akira To His Death (in his mind) and just glance at his broom. )
A broom is a broom. Why did you want such a fancy one?
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I don't want—
( He catches himself. Ugh. That isn't even true, as much as he hates it. Akira doesn't know how loud the rushing of his blood is, nor how sweet the scent. But whether it's true or not, he has nothing to prove to this moron who thinks it's funny to joke about feeding himself to a vampire. Seriously...
For the moment, he's going to abandon the protest and abandon Akira To His Death (in his mind) and just glance at his broom. )
A broom is a broom. Why did you want such a fancy one?