002. For once, not using his voice.

[voifuckschool]

[Squalo is sleeping on one of the school couches because he can, goddammit. He is taking up the entire length of it.

Here are a few rules should you discover him like this.

One: Do not touch him. He will wake up and throttle you.

Two: Do not talk to him. He will wake up and silence you.

Three: Do not wake him up. He will kill you.

Four: Do not

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he'll come down out of his tree for this, Squ-chan <3

[loserenma]

[ Poor, poor Enma.

Maybe he would have been more careful if he had seen Squalo there on the sofa. But it was too late to try to be careful as he tripped on an untied shoelace and trips, unable to catch himself before falling face first over the back of that sofa and right on top of hitman high's second most scary white-haired student.

D8 ]

Call him Squ-chan again and he's going to keep that promise to wring your pretty little white neck <

[voifuckschool]

[Insert sounds akin to him foaming at the mouth, grasping around the front of your neck with his hand.

THROWING YOU OFF OF HIM.]

The fuck-?!

D8 I MEANT SQUALO-SAMA OF COURSE I'M SORRY I'M SORRY.

[loserenma]

[ Makes a gurgly strangled noise as he is thrown x~x;;;; ]

HE FORGIVES YOU WHILE MUN IS SCRAMBLING TO REPLY TO TAGS

[voifuckschool]

What do you want.

[Goddammit, you'd better have a good reason to wake him up, you loser.]

[extremeboxer]

[ leans down right next to your ear-- ]

HEY, COUCHES ARE EXTREMELY BAD FOR BACK ALIGNMENT.

[voifuckschool]

[FIST IN YOUR FACE. LET THERE BE AN IMPRINT.]

I'M TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP HERE YOU PIECE OF DIPSHIT TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSHHHHH!

[extremeboxer]

[ OH HEY YOU BOX ]

THIS IS AN EXTREMELY UNHEALTHY HOUR TO SLEEP, ANYWAY! EEEEEIIII, AND YOU SHOULD JOIN THE BOXING CLUB!

LATE TAG.

[voifuckschool]

[BOX? YEAH, HE'LL BOX YOUR FACE IN IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP WHY ARE YOU SO LOUD ANYWAY SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UUUUPPP.]

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCK YOUR BOXING CLUB. I'M NOT JOINING.

[gyozagirl]

[ She's just gonna silently crouch close to you and touch those long, silver and sparky threads, checking if they really are as silky as they appear to be...]

[voifuckschool]

[EYE.

SNAPS.

FUCKING OPEN. And then it TURNS TO SNAP TO LOOK AT YOU.]

...

[GLARE.]

[gyozagirl]

[ Whoa! Scary face...!!! ]

Ah-- I was just...I mean...hello...?!

[voifuckschool]

[YOU'RE LUCKY HE'S TIRED, LITTLE GIRL.

EYES SNAP CLOSE.]

[erytophiliac]

[Well, to Byakuran, braiding isn't really 'touching'....

Especially with skillful fingers.]

[voifuckschool]

[SNATCHING AWAY HIS HAIR, MAN. YOU DON'T TOUCH.]

...What. The hell. Do you think you're doing?

[WHY ARE THERE BRAIDS IN HIS HAIR. WHY ARE THERE BRAIDS.

cheerfully yanking them all out]

[erytophiliac]

[Oh nooooo but they were so beautiful. Byakuran just beams up from his spot cross-legged on the floor beside the couch. With some beautiful hair ties around his fingers. (Why does he even have those?!)]

Mou, I was just braiding your hair, Suqu-chan~♥

[voifuckschool]

[THEY'RE HIDEOUS, GET THEM AWAY FROM HIS HAIR.]

Call me that again and you'll be eating your fingers, you goddamned trash.

[basil_dono]

[Basil was just going to get a sandwich and then back to his business, really.

But then.

Long white hair, sliding from the couch to the floor, a nice milky color with a shine too makes his aesthetic senses tingle.

He shuffles closer now, to inspect the quality of the hair, surely the lady with these flowing loc--- It's a dude.

A dude with some really fine hair...

AND SPLIT ENDS.

Why are there split ends in such beautiful hair?!

He picks a few strands, gently and secretively, trying his very best not to wake the owner of the snowy-mane, to inspect it from up close.

Mhhm. Morrocan oil. ]

[voifuckschool]

[THE SMELL. IT REACHES HIM IN HIS SLEEP.

HE SCOWLS. GROWLS.]

The fuck is with that shitty smell-...

[Wakes up with the sensation of someone TUGGING some of his hair.]

....

[basil_dono]

{{OOC: L-LOL Squalo can smell Basil's metrosexuality from miles away. OTL
I'm saying that because you must've read "Morrocan oil" as if Basil applied it, which... Um, he didn't, LOL, he's just poking Squalo's hair.}}

[The other waking up, startles him and he ducks behind the couch, not wishing to be found out as the intruder.

He keeps sitting silent behind said couch for a few more moments.

Then decides to peek just a little to see if the other fell back to sleep.]

[voifuckschool]

[OOC: I THINK IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH YOU HAVING EQUALLY WELL-SHAMPOOED HAIR. Also. OH SHIT, YES I DID THINK OF IT LIKE THAT. But hey. LET'S PRETEND HE SMELLS HERBIVORES like a boss like Hibari.]

[Head snaps up. Suspiciously looking around. Oh for the love of GOD, he's fucking tired.

Not going to bother getting up, just closes his eyes and tries to go back to sleep.]