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“Alright, so you’re /not/ joking.” Plastering something akin to a hurt expression on his face, he huffed and crossed his arms – somehow managing to keep Poker Face intact. “It was just the other night! And we…” Coughing into his fist, he turned his head away, shifting, /seemingly/ rather flustered. “We did /a lot/ of things. You can’t expect me to /name/ them /all/. And here I thought you were a /gentleman/!”

Blink blink. Stare. Slow, uneasy frown. Face flushed with color.

“You… and I? Ah…” He cast a wary glance to the side, considering. “…I, ah, well. But, wait, how does Hattori fit into this? I can’t imagine how drunk i’d have had to have been to… do… /anything/ with /him/… if we’re referring to the same sorts of…?”

Hakuba’s frown deepened. To have done /things/ with Kid and not remember? After all this time and…? He bit his lip again. And /Hattori/???

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