Or even a month... [Hinata sighs and moves to turn his attention to the sandwich, lifting it up and biting from it. After he's swallowed:] We can't expect it to end yet, either.
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Ah, sorry, I meant to not talk about that today. [Guess what's on his mind it's not murder it's eye stuff.]
action;
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Ah, sorry, I meant to not talk about that today. [Guess what's on his mind it's not murder it's eye stuff.]