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⠀⠀𝘽𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝘽𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠 ❗
⠀⠀It took the drunken redhead's brain a few long seconds to process what was happening. Was this reality? Was the Captain actually going to drink with him and listen to his problems?
⠀⠀Snaps out of his thoughts and stagers to his —
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阿散井 恋次
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Complicated is a word that utterly surmises the years prior and coming. . . His staid countenance is suddenly dwarfed by that of a pensive expression.
“Surely not complicated enough to share.”
His threatening consideration is rendered meaningless -
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朽木 白哉
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⠀⠀SHIT! 𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗧! Oh man, he's gonna lose his job! Anything but that! He can't go back to Rukongai and mud sandwiches! Anything but that!
⠀⠀He swallowed hard, shrinking slightly beneath his captain's stern gaze, "Sorry, Captain. I —
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阿散井 恋次
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Meticulous steps court him to the chair behind the desk where he could examine Renji from the closet of ranges. -
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朽木 白哉
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⠀⠀The days since the war had come and gone; blurred and hazy. The demons in his head whisper incessantly, only quiet when drowning his kidneys in toxic elixirs. Yet, no matter the amount consumed, they always return; mocking his attempts at silencing them. Sleep? —
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阿散井 恋次
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The fluidity of tactful steps echoed naught throughout the almond corridor bathed in muted light and circumjacent penumbra. It is the dead of night ——Byakuya is meant to be asleep, conscious of tomorrow’s tasks and obtaining the required strength to perform them -
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朽木 白哉
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⠀⠀Trying his best to drown his demons in bottles of alcohol. Sadly, it wasn't helping in the slightest. So goes another sleepless night; drunk and alone. The usual.
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