What Cola six-pack — … or is this some kind of a code-talk an’ you mean … other … six pack…….

     [ He’s blushing a little but he ain’t no falling for this. ] Suuuuuure you did.

     —you stop that!

     Punk ain’t no color but a way of li—

     The punk-rocker is taken by so much surprise that a high-pitch screech escapes his lips before he gracefully falls down. Wait, that’s— that’s Nicole. He should pull himself together and act accordingly like a mature adult or like the Leon Kuwata he is. Shifting slightly, he fixes his greyish-blue orbs at the girl on top of him and forms a goofy smirk, “Hey— it’s… it’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

17. Where'd you get that top?

     Oh look; a cute girl at 3 o’clock! Must be his lucky day. The baseball-player smooths his luxurious electrified lion mane a tad backwards and approaches his pry ahem, target no, victim — FUCK - the pretty lady. Then he does the thing from the movies where an elite douchebag traps an innocent girl between his arms while pinning her to a nearby wall. And since he’s a medicore jerk, he uses only one arm, mainly to block her path and draw the female’s attention while shoving his other hand into the pocket of his jeans, the corners of his lips curl into a whimsical smirk,

                    Just look at me go … I’m so cool, right?

     It was amazing that her panties didn’t drop just yet — has he forgotten something? After doing ‘a move’, it is time to begin a … civil conversation. However, you may start a conversation in about one thousand different ways if not more, and the thought of it alone made his mind go blank. Taking a swift glance at the individual in front of him, he simply blurted out the first thing that came to his mind,

    — “W-… where’d you get that top?”

     ABORT MISSION HE NAILED IT.

     If you will listen carefully; you might be able to hear Leon Kuwata’s ego being shattered to pieces.

     Is Asahina defense squad a thing ‘cuz if it wasn’t then it is now an’ I’m the one runnin’ it since Asahina-chan is a princess an’ must be protected at all costs!

     But naw, if anyone will ever kick you outta your comfort-zone - feel free to gimme a call an’ I’ll kick ‘em into the pain-zone.

     Ya better take the closest soup bar an’ wash your filthy mouth. Or hands. Actually you shoudda take a dip in holy water ‘cause man, you are THE FILTH! I admit that Asahina got a nice body but, she’s the type of girl with a golden personality … she’s kind-hearted, sweet, smart an’ it’s nice to be in her company. You oughtta be a downright first class jackass to take interest ONLY in her body an’ thinkin’ only ‘bout how to get her in your bed. Nothin’ of this sort crossed my mind, actually. It’s also ‘cause she’s my friend, an’ I respect her an’ I don’t like it when creepers throw nasty words at my friends or try to drag me inta some sorta sick fantasy sooooo …

     Shoo, shoo.

6. Do you love me?

     When your months are numbered, you begin to question yourself deep questions such as, is there life after death? Why did God create Chinchillas? Do pistols belong in bed? Who actually killed Nancy Spungen? And where in the world is Waldo?

     The redhead was laying on the cold hard ground and looked up at the individual who hovered above him. Looking closely, he managed to recognize the figure as his faithful brother. Now the questions that arises is why he, Leon Kuwata, is laying on the ground? Why is he covered by dark, sticky substance … ? Is he… is he dying or did just slip on something and all the god damn chocolate syrup he purchased ended up spilling on him? What is this … light he sees?

                    So many questions, so little time.

     Tears started streaming down his cheeks, washing with them his perfectly drawn eye-liner. The action followed by gross sobbing and muffled chanting of ‘I can see the light’. Grabbing Hinata by the collar of his shirt, Leon pulled him closer so his words could reach the other’s ears, attempting not to choke on his cries,

    — “D-do you love me……?”, actually he meant to ask the other to turn down the light but hearing somebody talking to him works too. And that question was probably important.

     Kind of.

     A little.

     Nah.