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Gintoki Sakata 坂田 銀時
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Are yours white?
_{[ second encounter and we're already asking the in depth and important questions. ]}

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Wanna take a look?

1.2

[piaggio]

Whaaaat? Get out of town!
_{[ Haruko is just going to reach over on that half of his clothes that has the yukata draped off and yoink at the band and belt of his trousers, along with the elastic band of his undergarments and takes a peek. ]}

You're so white!

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[piaggio]

—And small!

Re: 2.2

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[ He

wasn't really sure she'd actually do that??? No, he really thought she wouldn't, even if she's crazy.

What the hell.

It's mostly the shock that stops him from stopping her, and leaves him just staring. What what what.

And then he splutters. ]

Oi! How the hell do you know?!

[ Because he certainly knows. He has seen so many dicks in his life. (Not like that, ok. He was in the army.) ]

[piaggio]

_{[ She lets him free but still stands there, idly picking at something stuck in her ear. ]}

You got a point there! This is my first!
_{[ NO IT ISN'T.
She slaps her hands to her cheeks. Was her face red? It looked red. ]}

My first and I'm not impressed at all! Gintoki-chan, you need to make up for it!

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[ kjsdjgd self consciously adjusts pants. Why is her face red? She doesn't seem to have any fucking shame at all. ]

Of course you're not impressed! You've probably read dirty magazines or something where every guy's dick is twice the natural size!

[piaggio]

You're implying I like that kind of stuff to make yourself feel better, ehhhhhh?
_{[ he's probably right, though. ]}

How immature of you~

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[ lkfjdsg HUFF ]

I don't need to make myself feel better.

[piaggio]

—Are you suuuuure about that?

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I'm perfectly confident in my package!

[ cries ]

1.2

[piaggio]

Pretty confident in your small package-- that's really cute, bro.

[piaggio]

Well. If your head starts doing anything weird, I can make you feel better.







Or if you need anything else~
_{[ a wink wonk. Don't believe her, Gin. He is having a hard time holding her interest now, so she is turning on her heels to leave, guitar slung over her shoulder. ]}

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[ Dear lord.

YEAH YOU BETTER LEAVE. ]

I don't think so.

[ he feels so violated ]