08-15-2018, 11:58 PM
♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —
Toga. Dante gave a snort at the name, lips briefly curling his disgust. She was an odd creature, that's for her. Got on his nerves. "Why the hell not?" The hybrid shrugged, settling down next to Dabi and trying to wrap his shark-like tail around his body as much as he could. "You have a reason for being out here so damn late?" He supposed Dabi could ask him the same thing, but eh, he could deal with that question if it was asked.
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