| [Apr. 29th, 2009|05:10 pm] |
Kaito leaned back on his hands, tipped his head to one side, and gave Genma a distinctive, Don't patronize me, glare. "I can be cool," he drawled, as if Genma had said just the opposite, "with my friends." All one of them. He was under no delusions that he'd been cool around either Genma or Raidou. Shit, he'd been doing fingerpainting and failing at learning how to control his limit with Raidou.
"But I get around anyone whose opinion I actually care about--" anyone with breasts, anyone above him, anyone better than him, anyone period, "--and my brain totally fails me!" It was hopeless. He sagged on his hands. "How'm I supposed to learn that?" |
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