[Kurloz is just going to get a flat look for that.]
No, fuckass.
[He gives a small tug in an attempt to get free without having to resort to this, but it seems part of the fabric is stuck. Mituna huffs out a sigh, and after a bit of wriggling, pulls his leg free of his pants and curls it up to his chest.
A slight tearing of fabric later and he has his pants free as well, pulling them back on and then grinning up at his friend.]
If you wanted to get me out of my pants all you had to do was ask.
[But he's grinning, and he laughs, shoving lightly against his friend's side. This probably doesn't move Kurloz, but results in Mituna almost falling over again.]
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No, fuckass.
[He gives a small tug in an attempt to get free without having to resort to this, but it seems part of the fabric is stuck. Mituna huffs out a sigh, and after a bit of wriggling, pulls his leg free of his pants and curls it up to his chest.
A slight tearing of fabric later and he has his pants free as well, pulling them back on and then grinning up at his friend.]
If you wanted to get me out of my pants all you had to do was ask.
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You're too skinny for my taste.
[Winks.]
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[But he's grinning, and he laughs, shoving lightly against his friend's side. This probably doesn't move Kurloz, but results in Mituna almost falling over again.]
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You're welcome.
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My hero.
[Signed in the most sarcastic way possible, with a roll of his eyes.]
Missed class again.
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[Pats the boy's shoulder gently, hoisting up Mituna's books and leading him away from the stairway.]
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[He hadn't made Kurloz miss class on account of him, had he?]
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