[He's welcome to answer a scuffle, but he learned better ways to greet people. Soliciting them for favors, asking for money, mooching... those were more productive and mildly more socially appropriate ways to say hi. The literal street scavenger has a better way of formulating a greeting, so...
Why don't you stop fucking it up, Stupid?!]
All these connections... they won't let me fall asleep. I've been tired for years, y'know. But I gotta deal with all these idiots wanting my attention.
[But being wanted really wasn't so bad. He almost could fall into something fulfilling if he weren't so apprehensive of commitment.
Takasugi takes a step forward, and Gintoki reaches up clamp a hand onto his shoulder. The blood dribbling down his back dragged his attention away from the sharp throbbing in his shoulder. His eyes move to lock with the other's, trying to read the intention behind the closing distance.]
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Why don't you stop fucking it up, Stupid?!]
All these connections... they won't let me fall asleep. I've been tired for years, y'know. But I gotta deal with all these idiots wanting my attention.
[But being wanted really wasn't so bad. He almost could fall into something fulfilling if he weren't so apprehensive of commitment.
Takasugi takes a step forward, and Gintoki reaches up clamp a hand onto his shoulder. The blood dribbling down his back dragged his attention away from the sharp throbbing in his shoulder. His eyes move to lock with the other's, trying to read the intention behind the closing distance.]