(Following Akechi with his gaze, Ren just shrugs and takes yet another sip - it's a tiny one, just to check if it gets better on the second try, like beer felt slightly less bitter on the second can he pratically downed when he first drank with Blue.
Nope, not even the power of familiarity makes this taste less like death. Ren shakes his head a few times, like he was attempting to do away with the taste, a groan escaping his lips.)
I have coffee. Can't imagine it making it any better.
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Nope, not even the power of familiarity makes this taste less like death. Ren shakes his head a few times, like he was attempting to do away with the taste, a groan escaping his lips.)
I have coffee. Can't imagine it making it any better.