Marriage in Ikebukuro
Chapter One Hundred Eighty
"I win!"
"Of course you did, I went easy on you."
"Stop being such a bad sport, Izaya."
"Stop being such a braggart, Yuki-chan."
"When you stop being such a dick face. And I am not arrogant."
Chuckling, he seated himself on a red park bench, arms outstretched. "Give me the ball."
Snorting, I carelessly threw him the soccer ball only for him to kick it. Airborne, it sped past me, nearly hitting my head. "Gee, thanks, fuck-tard, now I have to find it." I sighed, running off to where I thought I saw it land.
"What am I going to do?" he called out.
"I have no clue, go do whatever!" I yelled back, turning back around to face the street in front of me.
"Of course you did, I went easy on you."
"Stop being such a bad sport, Izaya."
"Stop being such a braggart, Yuki-chan."
"When you stop being such a dick face. And I am not arrogant."
Chuckling, he seated himself on a red park bench, arms outstretched. "Give me the ball."
Snorting, I carelessly threw him the soccer ball only for him to kick it. Airborne, it sped past me, nearly hitting my head. "Gee, thanks, fuck-tard, now I have to find it." I sighed, running off to where I thought I saw it land.
"What am I going to do?" he called out.
"I have no clue, go do whatever!" I yelled back, turning back around to face the street in front of me.
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