[ snorting simply, katou screws the cigarette he’s plucked from his mouth back between his lips and stuffs both hands into his pockets—a clear sign he isn’t going anywhere. you’re free to hang around and bunk, if you want, but give him anything even close to a lecture about his attendance and he’ll send you packing. ]
‘S she gonna come lookin’ for you?
[ he doesn’t need you attracting trouble by following his example. some teachers do, in fact, have that much devotion to being a pain in the ass and he isn’t in the mood for any of it. ]
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‘S she gonna come lookin’ for you?
[ he doesn’t need you attracting trouble by following his example. some teachers do, in fact, have that much devotion to being a pain in the ass and he isn’t in the mood for any of it. ]