[He's still catching his breath when Squalo speaks, and his voice comes out breathy and gravelly.]
Not really. Just some old leftover garbage.
[Which isn't really an exaggeration. The stuff in his fridge is probably on the verge of expiring, although he might have some french fries in the freezer or something. Most of what he keeps in the house is alcohol, unsurprisingly.
He settles on the floor, watching Squalo with something akin to wonder on his face. Maybe just admiration.]
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Not really. Just some old leftover garbage.
[Which isn't really an exaggeration. The stuff in his fridge is probably on the verge of expiring, although he might have some french fries in the freezer or something. Most of what he keeps in the house is alcohol, unsurprisingly.
He settles on the floor, watching Squalo with something akin to wonder on his face. Maybe just admiration.]
I've got more booze, though. And harder shit.