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Instead of hearing an answer, Sangre smiled and held back a chuckle, seeing him taking photos. It was rather adorable actually. Looking at Harumi, Sangre walked over to her and kissed the side of her head while whispering. "Go clean up and get some new clothes on. I'll help our Akira."
Watching as she nodded her head and said a few words, Harumi went to go change, leaving Sangre with Akira for the time being. After a few short seconds, Sangre cleared his throat and spoke to the young man. "Do you still want to go Akira?" he wondered, wanting to ask in order to make sure.
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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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