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deadkids2015-11-29 05:45 pm
graverobbed) wrote in deadkids2015-11-29 05:45 pm
closed to egg grandpa
[ Tsurumaru enters the office without permission, after having caught Mikazuki and met his eyes in the hall. Even though he didn't know what the look meant, he followed Mikazuki anyway, working his way through the doors to plop on one of the black leather couches and all but draping himself over the seats.
Absent-mindedly, Tsurumaru picks at the shabby bandage thinly veiling the ugly bruise spreading on his cheek. He knows better than to pick at it, and yet, despite the pain that spasms through his cheek whenever his fingers touch the wound to check if it's still there, he presses the palm of his hand against the bandage to cover the surface area of the ugly thing completely.
He grins. ]
Looks like it bruised after all.
Absent-mindedly, Tsurumaru picks at the shabby bandage thinly veiling the ugly bruise spreading on his cheek. He knows better than to pick at it, and yet, despite the pain that spasms through his cheek whenever his fingers touch the wound to check if it's still there, he presses the palm of his hand against the bandage to cover the surface area of the ugly thing completely.
He grins. ]
Looks like it bruised after all.