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Twentieth breath ✧ voice/action
[Hey, this is a familiar look... Except this time the markings are all in paint. Glow in the dark paint, even! Isamu's tried washing it off, but the moment he finishes scrubbing the incredibly hard to remove paint from one arm, it's already restoring itself. Very infuriating.
He doesn't have any intention of staying locked up in the house until this wears off, though. He already knows others have been having similar issues. There's no point in hiding if it's not his fault, right?
Still, if you see him walking around, looking just like he did for the AU event when he was a demi-fiend, you may notice he's purposefully trying to avoid direct contact with others. The journal is another matter.]
So, uh. This isn't actually going to last until Halloween, is it?
He doesn't have any intention of staying locked up in the house until this wears off, though. He already knows others have been having similar issues. There's no point in hiding if it's not his fault, right?
Still, if you see him walking around, looking just like he did for the AU event when he was a demi-fiend, you may notice he's purposefully trying to avoid direct contact with others. The journal is another matter.]
So, uh. This isn't actually going to last until Halloween, is it?
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That isn't something you have to apologize for. After all, I got it for all of us.
... but if you truly feel that guilty about it, you're welcome to make it up to me by cooking dinner tonight.
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