[ Whoops... At least they did the courtesy of walking out. Out of pity, Minato goes ahead and picks up the towel, wrapping it around Michel's waist like he should have done five seconds ago and spared everybody grief. ]
...We could drink ourselves to oblivion and forget that happened.
[ He's pretty sure that's what the other person's going to do. ]
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...We could drink ourselves to oblivion and forget that happened.
[ He's pretty sure that's what the other person's going to do. ]