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He could still hear him and smiled. Roughly pulling him away from the wall, but did not let go of him. Holding tightly around his wrist. "Well then. Let's just see how much you can take." he said and drags him the the street. Heading over to his home. After 20 minutes of walking. They finally reached his place. A wore out apartment complex. He lead him through the front door, two sets of stairs and down a long hall. Until they stood in front of door number 38. "This is my place." he said. Opening the door and pushing him in.
Inside it was dirty and smelled of pot. There were beer bottles, empty cartons of cigarettes, dirty magazines laying all over the floor. Toshiro then grabs Aiko once more, taking him roughly to his bed room. Which was more clean then the living room. All in there were a bed, a lamp and a dresser with clothes hanging out of them. Then he pushes him off the bed. "Final warning. This is your only chance at leaving. If you don't get you little butt out of here. You will be in a world of pain." he warned him in a ice cold tone.
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