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HAYATE
Hayate, seething, sat himself down on the chair closer to the wall and leaned back to hide his arms, then crossed a leg. The smell was fantastic, and he had to breathe in sharply to stop his stomach from rumbling again. He sighed and closed his eyes, wondering how the rest of the gang was doing.
Posted 08-14-2012, 10:50 PM