"LOOK OUT ALL YOU HANDSOME GUYS~! IBUKI'S ON THE SCENE~!" 「#SFRP/#MVRP」 PLS RT?

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Wiping chocolate from the corner of his lips, he brought a finger to them, sucking off any excess. ❝ Sure am. Y’like what ya see? ❞ He’d grown accustomed to those comments, though usually in a negative connotation — it was practically automatic for him to retort that way.

❝ Let myself go?? I’m still just as strong as I ever was, no— stronger! ❞ Chugging a soda, he crushed the puny can in his hefty fist, tossing it aside with a rumbling belch. ❝ You got pity, for me? Probably the first time I’ve ever heard of summat like that. ❞

❝ Hm. . . Well, there’s this gnarly donut shop ‘round the corner. . . ❞ Thick digits rubbed at his chin in thought, considering each and every option. ❝ Unless you’d prefer some fine dinin’, in which case I know this roarin’ Italian joint! Either of those suit your fancy? ❞

He’d grown quite fond of the many varieties ; it wasn’t THAT weird to him — of course, that isn’t saying much. Without a clear-cut answer, he’d dig a bit more, trying to find a balance. ❝ Alright, no donuts. Anythin’ you’ve got a hankerin’ for? I ain’t picky. ❞

// Finishing these up when I’m off work — thanks to all who liked it!

❝ It was an honest mistake, sorry mate! Guess you’re right about her bein’ nasty n’ all that. . . Seth, eh? Your new ‘model’ is a real looker! ❞

He’s devouring the poor thing, with juice from the meat and sauce dripping down his digits. As if it couldn’t get any worse, he pulled it away from his face, wiping his lips with his thick wrist. ❝ Oi! You want a bite, mate? ❞