SkyisUmbreon
But it Refused
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- 13
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- Age 28
- Wherever my rump rests
- Seen Feb 7, 2024
((Your just asking for it arent you? XD))
-Raike stood with his arms crossed, looking at the group, or more specifically Miharu. He wasn't always good with emotions, but he knew that level of tears could mean something tragic had happened, probably a death. He then closed his eyes, sighing. He had noticed, that Josh had shown an intrest in Miharu, which he admitted to himself, made him jealous, he even allowed a small growl to echo in his throat. Feeling that if he would yell at Josh if he tried to socialize, and seeing that Josh had beaten him to the sympathy, he just walked through the crowd, but while passing Miharu, he muttered something under his breath.-
"I'm sorry for your loss, whatever it may be.... She must have been very dear to you..."
-He then continued walking towards the beach, sitting on a rock and waiting for the group to depart. In his anger, he tore off the piece of the shirt that had covered his eye. It's color was still red, which he didn't expect to change any sooner, but now when he looked at people, he saw some color emanating from them, though when he looked towards the road, he saw some evidence of red-
-Raike stood with his arms crossed, looking at the group, or more specifically Miharu. He wasn't always good with emotions, but he knew that level of tears could mean something tragic had happened, probably a death. He then closed his eyes, sighing. He had noticed, that Josh had shown an intrest in Miharu, which he admitted to himself, made him jealous, he even allowed a small growl to echo in his throat. Feeling that if he would yell at Josh if he tried to socialize, and seeing that Josh had beaten him to the sympathy, he just walked through the crowd, but while passing Miharu, he muttered something under his breath.-
"I'm sorry for your loss, whatever it may be.... She must have been very dear to you..."
-He then continued walking towards the beach, sitting on a rock and waiting for the group to depart. In his anger, he tore off the piece of the shirt that had covered his eye. It's color was still red, which he didn't expect to change any sooner, but now when he looked at people, he saw some color emanating from them, though when he looked towards the road, he saw some evidence of red-