[You know what's boring? Geography class. Bone Cold can get behind the cold hard numbers in maths and the potential for spectacle-production inherent in drama and working out how long he can string along his English teacher for with his bullshit... but mountains and trees and rocks can, quite honestly, go fuck themselves. Besides, it was something of a rare delight of the unrefusable persuasion to see Hanzou was actually in this morning, and he's going to take full advantage of it.
He all but slinks on up to the roof, and the second he's out in the fresh air he starts feeling around in his pocket for a cigarette.]
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He all but slinks on up to the roof, and the second he's out in the fresh air he starts feeling around in his pocket for a cigarette.]
Well, hey there, Bonnie. What brings you here?