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Four Thousand Club
((It's fine, really \(•U•)/))
He watched as Orious stomped on the cigarette. Daisuke looked a bit more happy and satisfied now. It was good Orious wasn't the type to smoke for too long. That was alright but still unhealthy.
Daisuke looks around a bit at the town. "Mm...." He hums and taps his fingers against his side. "O-Oh oh! How about that shop?" Ant points at a very cute looking toy store. Yes Daisuke is the guy to like stuffed animals. If you open his second drawer near his bed you will see it full of stuffed animals. It seemed to be a little secret he keeps. Since obviously he didn't want to be called a baby or a child. He was mature 100%. Obviously. "Can we go there...?" Daisuke asks.
Orious looks to where he points and raised a brow only to shrug walking with him to the shop. He opened to door for him looking around. There was a good range of toys but there was also a lot of stuffed animals varying in sizes and designs.