_{>> Open, because I need Rin to be a thug for once. Gotta take the thug layfe more seriusleh shark baby}

                                          _{—– What have you done, Rin?}

     _{✗【☣】 ➝ Panting, tired, and completely beaten up, the shark took in the view of the four bodies now lying on the ground – not dead, but unconscious. His knuckles felt like they were on fire from every fierce punch that had been thrown towards the guys, and his nose and lip was bleeding along with him gaining a black eye. Underneath his clothes, there was probably loads of marks from kicks and punches that had been thrown at him by these fuckers, and yet he had been fighting until he won.}

     _{Wiping his lip, the shark started to walk, the metallic taste of blood still lingering on his tongue. What had happened? Basically, these guys were acting like they knew everything, and he had ended up angry enough to start a fight. Four against one had been hard, especially when one of them had been carrying a knife. The proof of that was shown on his arm, cheek, and leg where it had been stabbed, causing the redhead to halt just a tiny bit from the shooting pain it gave to put too much pressure on it. A small cut was carved into the skin of his cheek, and the wound on his arm was pretty deep, but non of it compared to the one on his leg.}

     _{Limping his way down the street, the beaten up shark proceeded to check his phone to see how much the clock was, deciding to take a walk even with his damages. He had to learn to ignore it anyways.. As long as he was still breathing, he was fine.}

im being told that my way of dipping crackers in tea is weird

excuse you

im perfectly normal

[ stuffs one whole cracker in mouth ]

sffhee?