[ Not one for self-regulation, the sounds of Denji's frustrated groaning loudly extends far past their apartment. Which, in a place housing the likes of himself and Power, is par the course. Doubly par the course is the sharp pound it obtains them against the walls nearest to their kitchenette — gotta be from this one pesky neighbor they know — and a muffled, Keep it down!, seconds after.
Aki's probably going to tell him the same thing here soon, so his tongue clicks, and in a much lower pitched voice, he goes: ] You…! I thought we agreed we were gonna play things cool, you traitor!
[ To be fair, Angel didn't agree to anything. Still, he thought they were, like, partners in crime for this scenario! Whatever happened to trust and camaraderie, or whatever? With an disdainful expression that speaks volumes, he snatches the magazine from Angel's hands, shoving it under his arm. ]
See if I ever buy you kebabs again.
[ His attention twitches toward Aki, the heat of his irritation withering slightly as his shoulders raise, defensively, like the hackles of a dog. Quickly, Denji's gaze shoots off to the side, feeling quite pre-emptively scorned. ]
I brought all the things you like. So just eat up and leave the lecture for tomorrow.
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[ Not one for self-regulation, the sounds of Denji's frustrated groaning loudly extends far past their apartment. Which, in a place housing the likes of himself and Power, is par the course. Doubly par the course is the sharp pound it obtains them against the walls nearest to their kitchenette — gotta be from this one pesky neighbor they know — and a muffled, Keep it down!, seconds after.
Aki's probably going to tell him the same thing here soon, so his tongue clicks, and in a much lower pitched voice, he goes: ] You…! I thought we agreed we were gonna play things cool, you traitor!
[ To be fair, Angel didn't agree to anything. Still, he thought they were, like, partners in crime for this scenario! Whatever happened to trust and camaraderie, or whatever? With an disdainful expression that speaks volumes, he snatches the magazine from Angel's hands, shoving it under his arm. ]
See if I ever buy you kebabs again.
[ His attention twitches toward Aki, the heat of his irritation withering slightly as his shoulders raise, defensively, like the hackles of a dog. Quickly, Denji's gaze shoots off to the side, feeling quite pre-emptively scorned. ]
I brought all the things you like. So just eat up and leave the lecture for tomorrow.