[He says with a hint of suppressed laughter as he makes his way over to the couch. Bakura splays across it, slipping his bracelets back onto his wrists and--oops.
He'd forgotten to pick up that one back in the laser tag room, hadn't he? Fuck.]
Tch. I'll be right back. [He hopes back up and heads for the door.]
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[He says with a hint of suppressed laughter as he makes his way over to the couch. Bakura splays across it, slipping his bracelets back onto his wrists and--oops.
He'd forgotten to pick up that one back in the laser tag room, hadn't he? Fuck.]
Tch. I'll be right back. [He hopes back up and heads for the door.]