[ Eyebrow twitch. No, Shizuo, calm down. You owe Gin. He sighs out a clipped apology. ] Sorry.
Alright, c'mon... [ Doing as Sakura said, he manhandles Gin onto an examination table covered in butcher paper and grips his sleeves for a moment before stepping back. ] There.
[ Taking the bottle offered to him, he squints at the label. Too many words to read for someone who didn't care much for guidelines. Biting down on the cork top, Shizuo pulls it out with a wet pop and takes a mouthful.
Eyes slamming closed, he swallows thickly and turns away to cough haggardly, gagging once. ] AUGH, WHAT THE FUCK. [ Sputtering, he wipes his mouth and curses colourfully under his breath. ] Thanks, but this tastes like SHIT.
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Alright, c'mon... [ Doing as Sakura said, he manhandles Gin onto an examination table covered in butcher paper and grips his sleeves for a moment before stepping back. ] There.
[ Taking the bottle offered to him, he squints at the label. Too many words to read for someone who didn't care much for guidelines. Biting down on the cork top, Shizuo pulls it out with a wet pop and takes a mouthful.
Eyes slamming closed, he swallows thickly and turns away to cough haggardly, gagging once. ] AUGH, WHAT THE FUCK. [ Sputtering, he wipes his mouth and curses colourfully under his breath. ] Thanks, but this tastes like SHIT.