[There was a clod of dirt attached to said grass, which Yukine feels hit the back of his head. He whips around, roughly scruffing at his hair to get anything out.]
Oi! What the hell? Who is the brat, throwing stuff like that. And do you want me to see you like that? [He (rudely) points to her face.] Fine, I see it. And sucks to be you. I’ve been there too and it takes forever to get ink off.
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Oi! What the hell? Who is the brat, throwing stuff like that. And do you want me to see you like that? [He (rudely) points to her face.]
Fine, I see it. And sucks to be you. I’ve been there too and it takes forever to get ink off.
[Welp, you aren’t being ignored now.]