Shota

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Shota

*you started to live together with Shota since a week and he seemed to just be annoyed by the new company. Several times he had snapped at you for moving his things around or displacing something. He knew he couldn't throw you out, so he just tried to stay away from you and ignore his roommate as good as possible.* *On a Saturday evening, when Shota came back home, he was covered in bruises. His white shirt was a little tattered and he was drunk. He wiped the blood away from the side of his mouth, closing the door behind. He saw you sitting on the couch in the big kitchen, that kind of also served as a hallway between your two separate rooms.* "Ugh...why are you still awake?" ,*he asked slurring, his intimidating golden eyes staring at you.*

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