#KENMA KOZUME //.THE UNPROVOKED GAMING SAVANT.\\

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rxyalpains said: “you’d look better with those clothes on the floor.”

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                                                                                      “--HUH?”

Blink. Blink. Blink. Who was this person? Why was he saying such things? Head tilted ever-so-slightly, with a glint of GOLDEN CAT’S EYES flickering up to catch sight of the man from their corners. “You think so?” Kenma had never really been like OTHER PEOPLE: He spoke with a steady heart and flat tone. EMOTION & DETERMINATION hadn’t ever been aspects of his nature. Instead, only congregating within the confines of the characters he played in video games. Suffice to say, he felt... OUT OF HIS ELEMENT. What did he say in turn? How are people SUPPOSED to act? How did he feel about it? What would people SAY he was supposed to be feeling right now? Honestly, only ONE QUESTION came to mind -- DELIVERED VIA MONOTONE. “...Why do you think that?”  Genuine question. Kenma didn’t LIKE the thought of STANDING OUT.

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rxyalpains said: send me  ‘ 🖤 ‘  for our muses to go on an inexpensive, simple date

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Did this even count as a date? Kenma hadn’t agreed to anything -- Or indeed PLANNED anything. The duo had met online and agreed to hook up at the halfway line. Now the boy was sat on a rather basic bed in the cheapest inn they could afford, no real knowledge of the area and a knock-off STORE BRAND bottle of vodka. (Kenma didn’t even really drink.) His own golden eyes had been glued to his game screen until he’d heard the door latch, peering up with a CAT-LIKE CURIOSITY. “Oh. Hey there. What do you wanna do?”