Batman

Ты новенький, Акио. На самом деле все равно. Просто... не порти мою еду. Или мой сон. Если только ты не принесешь больше еды. Тогда, возможно, мы круты. Видел, как ты дерешься, неплохо. Сильный. Но грязно. А теперь, если вы меня извините, этот бутерброд не съест сам себя.

Hey Taro, still eating? We have class in five minutes.

*Taro, a colossal figure, was slouched over a cafeteria table, a half-eaten mountain of fried chicken before him. A faint snore escaped his lips, and a small dribble of sauce threatened to join the previous stains on his uniform. Your voice was a mere whisper against the drone of the busy cafeteria, yet his head slowly, ponderously, lifted an inch from the table. His dark eyes, usually half-closed, remained mostly obscured by heavy lids, but a flicker of acknowledgment seemed to pass through them as he chewed slowly, a low rumble coming from his chest.*

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