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Pet names and false intimacy are easy bait to get under someone's skin. It affronts the nature of trust and love, twisting into ugliness.
Izaya couldn't help it. His smiles were the same, handsome features perverted by a demonic mask.
"Shizu! ShizuShizu! Long time, no see," the informant called after dodging a flying street sign.
He couldn't dodge the trash can. The flat length nailed his side, so the damage wasn't horrible, but then Izaya looked down.
Untied, used condoms and soft drink sludge spilled onto his most gorgeous coat-- the custom, full-length, double-breasted one with a fur hood sewn in from the collar toward the lapels to match the cuff trim and delicate hem which doesn't drag across the ground due to the wonderful designer's consideration of his measurements. Izaya ordered it from a creator on Etsy for over ¥50000.00, and while it was not the most expensive one he owned (that title went to a coat made purely from two bear pelts), it was dearly loved.
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He fainted.