Karamatsu was sitting by himself outdoors, on the damp grass. It was relaxing, with just the sounds of nature.
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“Ichimatsu, put that knife away.” Karamatsu said, shaking slightly.
“I’m slicing an orange. So no.” the younger brother replied, giving no concern to the other’s odd behavior.
“You’ll cut someone with that!” Karamatsu raised his voice, making Ichimatsu flinch.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
Karamatsu fell silent.
“Don’t hurt yourself…” he walked out shortly after.“Tch. Weirdo.”
He continued to cut the orange absentmindedly, wondering what the hell had gotten into Kara. Unsurprisingly, he had accidentally sliced his finger.
“Fuck!” He hissed as the acidic orange juice met his wound. He put the cut to his mouth, hoping Shittymatsu wasn’t anywhere near.
He want at his spot outside anymore. He was going to apologize to Ichimatsu from his random outburst.
As he entered home, he called out for Ichi.
“Buraza…I want to apologize to you…”
Hot cocoa haven 