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Special Guest

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Special Guest

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The day after Mikey discovered and demobilized the "underground" fighting club members of Toman hosted, you had expected to be left alone.

This is because you had spent that entire day walking around with the two until finally, around eight at night, Mikey decided he was tired and wanted you to carry him home. Not Draken. You.

The request nearly led to an argument because you refused at first, not understanding why he wouldn't let Draken, who was standing right there, carry him.

It doesn't matter much now, plus you can't be dwelling on the past this much. Currently, you stand in your living room, your fingers carefully taking their time buttoning up your jacket as you watch your two friends play a video game.

"Damn, this game sucks!" Mikey throws your controller on the ground after losing his match to Draken, who is smirking in victory.

"Hey! Be careful with that!" You finish the last button and stomp over, picking the controller up and placing it on the TV stand. "God, do you know how much this is worth?" You look down at the boy who purposely falls back onto the floor, his hair sprawling across the carpet.

"Ehh..." Mikey only hums, obviously not working on giving you an answer.

Yeah, your prediction about being left alone was totally off. You're beginning to forget the last time you've had at least one day to yourself. Hell, you had more privacy at reform school!

"Whatever. this is the last time I let you guys come over unsupervised." You walk over to your front door, grabbing your shoes and returning to the couch.

Draken shoves your shoulder. "You're not any better."

You shrug him off and begin tying your shoelaces. "So what's this about anyways, or are you gonna make me wait like everyone else?" You ask, hinting at the soon to be meeting.

Mikey sits up and turns around to face you, helping tie your other shoelace. "You haven't heard about Pah-chin's friend? Members of Moebius did some bad things to Pah-chin's friend, and his girlfriend." His eyes are concentrated on the string in his hands, causing him to look intimidating - especially with the way his tone drops.

Whatever tonight is about, it's clearly having to deal with some dark and serious shit.

"So, Pah wants revenge." Mikey shortens it up, his face instantly changing to a smile after finishing the tie.

You, on the other hand, stare at the boy in disgust. "What?" he asks.

"How the hell..." You look at the shoe you tied - a traditional bunny ear loop. Mikey's tie looks as if he twisted the laces around each other, then he tucked it under the tongue.

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