( he'd say more, maybe, but the sound of someone—whom of which he totally doesn't know the identity of—knocking on the apartment door is enough of an excuse to fold up his tablet and shove it into his back pocket.
he answers the door a few seconds after kazu's last knock, sharply pulling it open. )
Whoa! I didn't think they had travelling salesmen in this place. Sorry man, but I ain't buying anything you're peddling.
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he answers the door a few seconds after kazu's last knock, sharply pulling it open. )
Whoa! I didn't think they had travelling salesmen in this place. Sorry man, but I ain't buying anything you're peddling.