He crouches on the ground then, glancing out towards the beach. "Bet shakujou could help us rope some in. Might bust up the meat though."
Gojyo would have killed a guy for a cigarette. It wasn't even just the nicotene. He craved having the thing dangling from his lips, for the feeling of stubbing one out in the sand.
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Gojyo would have killed a guy for a cigarette. It wasn't even just the nicotene. He craved having the thing dangling from his lips, for the feeling of stubbing one out in the sand.
"Mmn. Quieter. Smells less like asshole, though."