Gitai cringes a bit. “So cliche…”
he just sips a cup of coffee he had ordered bored out of his mind
"what's cliche mean?"
Gitai sighs. “It’s something an idea or phrase that is over used and betrays a lack of original thought…”
(Actual definition)
(Actual definition)
"Oh."
Gitai sighs and puts out her cigarette, her lungs can take it, but she isn’t gonna expose some kid to 2nd hand smoking.
the robotic lad didn't even have lungs "what is that?"
Gitai points to her cigarette. “This? This is a cigarette.”
"coool"
Gitai’s eyes widen. “Uh… not really? I mean i guess, but these things are dangerous…. If i wasn’t well, me, i could be dead.”
He tilted his head
he was smoking because A he was 24 and B he was undead smoking couldn't kill him even if he smoked like 20 cigarettes a day
He was confused to an otherworldly extent
"kid you want a sandwich or something ill pay"
"I don't eat sandwiches." he said "I do eat metal though"
he doesn't even bat an eye he just really no longer cared
He sat down on the floor
"Hawwoween is coming soon."
Cue the slime bunny just attaching itself to Fumizuki. "Yes it is!"
Haunt entered the bar
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