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Sighing in relief, Sasuke smirked and nodded, the faint trace of happiness leaving his lips when he looked around the huge room once more. “Can we leave now Naruto?” he asked stubbornly, not wanting to do this at all, and now that Kiba was gone, he thought sneaking out was easier.
Taking a step towards the exit, Sasuke was bombarded with random people, scowling in his head as it was difficult to leave the place. It’s like a prison. Muttered in his head to himself, making sure not to leave Naruto though, no matter what, it was like he had to baby sit him sometimes, make sure he didn’t get himself into trouble.
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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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