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The end of the world, Mob thinks. An apocalypse. Barren wastelands. Vacant streets. Neon signs flickering, half-burnt out. A cataclysm. He could survive it. Reigen probably could too. They could live off canned vegetables and pre-packaged ramen.
And Mob thinks about Reigen's hair, golden under yellow light. The shadow of his eyelashes across his cheekbones. The softness of his lips. The taste of salt and smoke on his fingertips. Skin; sin. They could fuck whenever they want.
