[He's waste forever writing a decent message, why not run over with the time he has? Okuyasu's eyes widen at the presented meal.]
Yoooo, that looks like those sandwiches I buy from St. Germain! [All fancy and clean cut and nice to look at. He kicks off his shoes and walks right to the kitchen, the blessed room of Hunk's house.] Is that pork?
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[He's waste forever writing a decent message, why not run over with the time he has? Okuyasu's eyes widen at the presented meal.]
Yoooo, that looks like those sandwiches I buy from St. Germain! [All fancy and clean cut and nice to look at. He kicks off his shoes and walks right to the kitchen, the blessed room of Hunk's house.] Is that pork?