[One of Malik's eyes widen, almost independent of the other in the deranged look it was shooting Bakura. The wicked grin that stretched to half his face wasn't much different.
The different was brief, though, and soon Malik's eyes return to a uniform seething leer as he tightens his grip on Bakura's neck.]
Why should I?! Like I'm going to believe anything you say now!
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The different was brief, though, and soon Malik's eyes return to a uniform seething leer as he tightens his grip on Bakura's neck.]
Why should I?! Like I'm going to believe anything you say now!