This precious lady is such a gem, y’all don’t even know.
Her muses are all so wonderfully done, no matter what verse she’s got them in. She’s so much fun to talk to and always more than willing to lend an ear.
Did I say she’s fun? Oh, I did? Well I’ma say it again. She’s so much fun and she needs all the hugs and squishing and like… yea. XD
“The last week of September is early enough to start decorating for Halloween, right?” Even if it is, he’s still already busting out the fake cobwebs and skeletons and no one’s gonna stop him.
“…Shopping?” He stared at the other, hesitant and mildly confused. Why he would suggest a shopping trip was beyond him… “Why?”
“Because in all honesty, you look ridiculous. We need to fix that.” Haise replied, as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. “Besides, if you find something good, maybe you can convince the others to switch to a new uniform.”
It was anger that led him to find Sasaki again. An overwhelming tide of it, so much that he felt it pulse through his veins along with his blood, so much that his vision was red. Not only had he displaced him, taking over the only part of his life he cared about, but now he had humiliated him, beating him with the help of his little squad of freaks.
The dodge of his punch was unwelcome, but also completely expected. Frustration led him to whirl back to face him, lips contorting into a sneer at his words. “Oh, I don’t need backup to take you out.”
Haise just barely managed to bite back his own scathing retort at the others’ blatant over-confidence. As unhappy as he was right now, it wouldn’t do to let this ghoul rile him up too much.
He drew out Yukimura, bringing the blade down in a wide arc before Rose could put too much distance between them.
