Does that make this a fifth wall?

[expiration]

[It's chilly here, wherever here is. It seems to be some kind of Angel village from the looks of it. Probably another hotel room. It's a relief to wade through the throng of winged people find a familiar face. He plucks a feather out of Tsuzuki's wings to get his attention.]

I don't know what this is about, and I don't really want to know. Just take your pants off so we can get out of here, okay?

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[idealism]

[That's.... not what he expected to hear. Wing twitching out of reach, Tsuzuki spins around to come face to face with a very familiar face. He expected it to be someone else.]



What. Hisoka?