What. The. Fuck. Shizuo's expression quickly became a mixture of shock and RAGE. Mostly rage, though. He didn't even question why there were so many Izayas; all he knew was that the face of that flea PISSED. HIM. OFF.
"WHY WON'T YOU STAY DEAD!?!" A huge street post conveniently replaced the milkshake in his hands, and he ran toward the crowd enraged, dragging the sign behind him with the sound of screeching metal. Sensing his trainer's anger, Shizuo's Growlithe ran alongside him, barking and growling threats.
THAT. PICTURE. Also omg laughing forever
"WHY WON'T YOU STAY DEAD!?!" A huge street post conveniently replaced the milkshake in his hands, and he ran toward the crowd enraged, dragging the sign behind him with the sound of screeching metal. Sensing his trainer's anger, Shizuo's Growlithe ran alongside him, barking and growling threats.
Scared, his Petilil clung to Homura's leg.