[ Katou follows you through the doors, breathing a sigh of relief once the warmth of its interior floods over his cold body. Feeling his shoulders slacken, he pulls off the glove and hands it back to you, brushing the snow off his head. Damn it, he’s wet through! ]
Fuck! Well, y’better value my company, brat, ‘cause I ain’t goin’ back out there. [ He points out the door, then fumbles around his pocket and fishes out a pack of cigarettes, lighting up hastily. He’s been feeling like one forever. ]
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Fuck! Well, y’better value my company, brat, ‘cause I ain’t goin’ back out there. [ He points out the door, then fumbles around his pocket and fishes out a pack of cigarettes, lighting up hastily. He’s been feeling like one forever. ]