Watching Mob grovel to the garbage was unbearable. No, it was beyond that, it was an utter farce. Ritsu was pinned to the spot, not by fear, but by his inability to even process what he was seeing or formulate a proper response.
"White T Poison! If you don't want us to beat the shit out of your brother, get your ass over here!" One jeered at Ritsu.
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Date: 2024-01-06 07:48 am (UTC)"White T Poison! If you don't want us to beat the shit out of your brother, get your ass over here!" One jeered at Ritsu.