coincidence or not?
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Dernière publication mer., avr. 23, 2025
"ugh...where am i..?" the bandaged boy looked around before asking, he scratched his head before staring at Chuuya "who are you.?" the boy asked another question ask he tried combing his tangled hair with his fingers. The boy seemed to be around the age of 18, but he sure as hell acts like a 60 year-old man with dementia.
"wha- I'm the owner of the apartment you just broke in, dumbass" Chuuya pauses before answering, he stared back at him, looking unimpressed. was this guy dumb or on something?
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