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[sub]Near the Docks, The Cham[/sub][/center]

One part of Yuuki thought this was really fucking stupid, how the two others somehow built up a sense of camaraderie between the trio to the point where they'd follow him back to the authorities, despite their own fears and worry. Another part was weirdly flattered by this, even if it was really fucking stupid, how Ashton was going to give up his phone filled with happy memories free of charge. Really, it was just really fucking stupid, and Yuuki couldn't understand it at all. After rushing out from the main road to the docks, they were now just...wasting so much time being indecisive and trying to stay together, when none of them cared about the girl that had ran off before? It gave him a migraine. It made him want to let out a long sigh. It made him feel many, many things.

But ultimately, what overrode it all was...[i]it can't be helped.[/i]

The red head and the fire spitter were now squaring off, and if anyone wanted to run away, now was the time to. Yuuki slid his eyes from the boy whose tears dried too quickly to the one that was still silent, unresponsive, before rubbing the back of his neck.

[b]"Yuuki Kimura,"[/b] he replied, looking more tired than anything. [b]"If you wanna run, you could probably do so now. Don't think we'll get killed for handing ourselves over though, you know? So please don't give them any ideas ahead of time about whether or not to execute us. Last time..."[/b]

The ice climbed and he furrowed his brow, feeling the dread of the inner death once more.

[b]"...we weren't already detained and were up against like, the fucking Secret Service or whatever."[/b]
[@Letter Bee]