[ War sounds like hell for a boy who lives and dies for dating and relationships. The idea of having too much going on to even think about it makes Haru queasy.
He forgets what he's doing for a moment, poking her incessantly in the shoulder with the butt of his brush. ]
Tell me tell me! Howja meet? Good lookin'? Strong?
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He forgets what he's doing for a moment, poking her incessantly in the shoulder with the butt of his brush. ]
Tell me tell me! Howja meet? Good lookin'? Strong?