Nothing. [ Ghoul snaps, slamming the drawer and glaring over his shoulder. Yes, come closer, Kobra Kid, he dares you. ] Not a bit of your goddamn business.
[ He's too stretched out, worn thin, and he stomach rolls uncomfortably as the heat flashes through his bones. He grips at the ruined counter for a second, taking a deep breath. ] Don't you got a brother to annoy?
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[ He's too stretched out, worn thin, and he stomach rolls uncomfortably as the heat flashes through his bones. He grips at the ruined counter for a second, taking a deep breath. ] Don't you got a brother to annoy?