[This is the game they are playing. The who can commit the dumbest bed sabotage in the middle of the night game. Josuke scrunches up his face at that comment because he hasn't complained that much.]
No! It's not that. [But what kind of room doesn't have its own mirror, really? He doesn't say it but his tone sure does. With a huff he blows a loose strand of hair out of his face.]
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No! It's not that. [But what kind of room doesn't have its own mirror, really? He doesn't say it but his tone sure does. With a huff he blows a loose strand of hair out of his face.]
It was a bad dream, is all.