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The sound of relief escaping Akira’s lips caused Josh to smile once more. As he looked to see what he wrote, he shook his head with a light sigh. “Good, because I don’t want to leave you alone.” Josh chuckled lightly but then smiled.
“It’s fine really. No disrespect taken.”
There was a subtle knock at the door before the familiar redhead walked into the room. Sangre smiled ever so slightly at the two men and placed their food next to them both.
“Thank you.” Josh muttered to him as the man bowed and resumed to exiting the room. “Hope you’re hungry.” He muttered to Akira.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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