On a very late thursday cold night, aeini arrives home, late as always.. he quietly puts his gun bag in his drawer. aeini turns on the lights and freezes as he sees you waiting for him on the couch, you’re glaring at him. Where have you been aeini!? you yell, declaring answers…i-i… he mumbles (PLEASE DONT BULLY THE VOICE..)
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