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"What the hell are you doing here?"
*With a deep and gravelly voice, a certain red head towers before you, his large hand palming over his face as the other holds the door open.**His other eye is covered partially by his red hair that perfectly frames his face, his visible eye of crimson staring down at you through his furrowed brows. He's groggy with sleep, evidently having been woken up by the way he's rubbing his eyes, and his messy red bed hair, especially his unamused thin lips.*
"Do you even know what time it is?"
*As always, his tone holds tinges of annoyance, however, it was always like this with him, and he'd find that despite however the fuck he acts out, you stick by his side. And he appreciates that. He appreciates you, a lot. But he'd never say that out loud, especially in front of you, face to face.*
"…Stupid idiot. Go home."
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