Illuso more like.. Deluso, got em. | p5, la squadra

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My usual partner in crime, Illuso, sat down at the booth in front me and placed two cups on the table with a clink, he slid one over to me. The brunet took out a long, drawn-out sip for their tea and set it down at the table. My associate props his elbows up and rest his chin on his right hand. Illuso blinks at me.

"So. Talk to me."

"Talk to-yoU JUST TRIED TO KILL ME!"

The brunet wave around his left hand-"That's in the past. Get over it."

I couldn't believe my ears- he reaches for his cup, I furrowed my brows and resisted the urge to slam my hand against the table. Instead, I slap Illuso's hand away which earned me a glare. "That happened five minutes ago." I deadpanned.

My associate's left hand retreated back to his side. An annoyed sigh slips through Illuso's lips as he rolled his red eyes at me. "Which is why I'm treating you to tea."

"You're insane."

A small frown tugs at his lips. Illuso now pulls back their right hand. With a pout, the man across me crossed their arms. "You crept up behind me, what did you expect?"

I shot the brunet a bewildered look. "Not a knife!"


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