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"Oh.. I know you'll pulled through.. hopefully.." Hope whispers to Zidane browsing through the jackets finding one that at-least suit him the most.. or that looks like a replica of his old jacket. In which, he found that same jacket and the black sleeveless shirt chuckling softy walking to the dresser room looking behind and then winks to Zidane caressing his own side teasing that impatiently monkey once again walking to the corner behind the store the shoes section and closes the door behind. 'Something tells me that I should get ready for this big fucking inside of this store.. Oh man.. that was a bad idea to do that in-front of Zidane-san.'
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