[ Hey, fuck you, you're not the one who died! Also honestly he would be, but this is like, his sixth death in Hell and apparently the powers that be are trying to gently suggest that they're getting sick of bringing him back. Maybe. ]
[ The hand is hilariously snubbed while Squalo rolls over and gets to his fours before pushing himself up. Help is unacceptable to him in most forms. ]
'S fine. I got it.
[ He doesn't got it. He staggers and has to catch himself on the table. What a sad display. ]
[ While he feels a suspicious amount of Unhappy about being ditched while Feitan goes out to, no doubt, have fun without him, he's a bit too sick to actually try and stop him. He'll be heading for bed and passing out, dead to the world for the rest of the day probably. ]
[ Torture boy better be there when he wakes up, though.]
(After that pathetic round of God knows what the fuck that was, Squalo is off to bed, and Feitan is off to cut some lines against ivory, and out the door he is.
Goddamnit.
Better give him a good reason to be there when Squalo wakes up. Just saying. He's not going to be happy.)
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[ The hand is hilariously snubbed while Squalo rolls over and gets to his fours before pushing himself up. Help is unacceptable to him in most forms. ]
'S fine. I got it.
[ He doesn't got it. He staggers and has to catch himself on the table. What a sad display. ]
[ While he feels a suspicious amount of Unhappy about being ditched while Feitan goes out to, no doubt, have fun without him, he's a bit too sick to actually try and stop him. He'll be heading for bed and passing out, dead to the world for the rest of the day probably. ]
[ Torture boy better be there when he wakes up, though.]
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Goddamnit.
Better give him a good reason to be there when Squalo wakes up. Just saying. He's not going to be happy.)