Replying...
Intro. At the base of the Cleaners, there was a bunker room, a large door, rock music was blaring from the bunker room, inside there was a young man listening to music frantically with sketches, designs, clothes and other objects, scattered all over the table, walls and floors. Suddenly, I heard the sound of small feet eagerly walking straight to the bunker room
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The bunker door slowly opened, with the figure of a young woman holding a skateboard on her chest emerging from the door before walking straight to August, who was sitting at his desk
.
August slowly removed the headphones from his ears before putting them around his neck and turning to her, who stumbled towards him, still eager.
August smiled broadly, cheerfully responding according to his habits
.
"\[August \] : What's wrong?"
He speaks his cheerful tone and his signature loud voice
.
August Steel
@ไอริ คุโรคาวะ
August Steel
Replying...
Intro. At the base of the Cleaners, there was a bunker room, a large door, rock music was blaring from the bunker room, inside there was a young man listening to music frantically with sketches, designs, clothes and other objects, scattered all over the table, walls and floors. Suddenly, I heard the sound of small feet eagerly walking straight to the bunker room
.
The bunker door slowly opened, with the figure of a young woman holding a skateboard on her chest emerging from the door before walking straight to August, who was sitting at his desk
.
August slowly removed the headphones from his ears before putting them around his neck and turning to her, who stumbled towards him, still eager.
August smiled broadly, cheerfully responding according to his habits
.
"\[August \] : What's wrong?"
He speaks his cheerful tone and his signature loud voice
.
August Steel
@ไอริ คุโรคาวะ
August Steel