[So, he asks the bullshit ghost, uh....butlers? for a lab coat to go along with the whole imagery he's trying to set up here, but winds up with a little doggie vest instead, and this is definitely... not the type of lab or the type of coat he was asking for. He groans at it in his hands- because, REAL FUCKIN' FUNNY GUYS, and promptly decides it's way better to stop dwindling down on time to explain the difference via knowledge bomb drop and just go back to his room instead.
Like, really, what the hell is he supposed to do with this thing? With a sigh, he enters their shared quarters that he had briskly dragged a bed into just, what, two months ago? at this point.
And then toss the crappy spoils of his one-upped wordplay competition on Akira's bed.]
Sometimes I think they're just messin' with you, y'know? Like even when you're bein' completely, 100% dead effin' descriptive of what you want, you still get a steaming pile of unko delivered right into your hands.
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Like, really, what the hell is he supposed to do with this thing? With a sigh, he enters their shared quarters that he had briskly dragged a bed into just, what, two months ago? at this point.
And then toss the crappy spoils of his one-upped wordplay competition on Akira's bed.]
Sometimes I think they're just messin' with you, y'know? Like even when you're bein' completely, 100% dead effin' descriptive of what you want, you still get a steaming pile of unko delivered right into your hands.
[He looks up and down at Akira, studying.]
You don't really look any different, dude.