Yes, well, cravings are cravings. [Bokuto crossed his hands and assumed his all-too-famous pouting position. The cake was too good then, not too sweet, he liked it, so it was gone really fast.
But he lets Tsukishima shuffle them off the bus once they arrive at the department. He easily forgets the 'cake' debate as they start looking for the door.] So, we're looking for plain slab of wood to call it a door, right?
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But he lets Tsukishima shuffle them off the bus once they arrive at the department. He easily forgets the 'cake' debate as they start looking for the door.] So, we're looking for plain slab of wood to call it a door, right?