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            ❝ Sorry. I don’t really do autographs. Not for free, anyway. ❞ He’s obviously joking. Somewhat. It’s not like he has time to just put work down for the sake of indulging everyone who wants his attention.

           the other jests, but squalo finds himself ultimately without mirth by
           the end of it all. a scowl has overtaken his features ( & the corner of
           his upper lip may or may not twitch in agitation, as well ), and his ey-
           es have narrowed considerably. he doesn’t know who the other male
           is, nor does he particularly care to find out ——–

           but, god, does he already piss squalo off.

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         ———- you sound like a fucking idiot.







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