[this is like a meet-cute gone completely pear-shaped. rather than bumping into eachother and spilling smoothies at some cute little juice bar, there are live crabs and werewolf claws everywhere, and Rin's last thought before he is crushed against the floor in a super uncomfortable way is: meet-cutes are bullshit]
Houf --
[apart from the crushing, the next thing Rin notices are the claws that have created the crushing, and Rin's mouth gapes in shock and alarm -- exposing more sharp incisors. this has become a very pointy kitchen. he's either going to be pinched or stabbed to death. all he wanted to do was make crab cakes, and this is how it ends]
Watch where you're putting those things! Aaa, aaa --
[the distress is not actually in response to the terrifying claws, but the little pincers and feet scrabbling around underneath him and in the red hair flattened out against the tiles]
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Houf --
[apart from the crushing, the next thing Rin notices are the claws that have created the crushing, and Rin's mouth gapes in shock and alarm -- exposing more sharp incisors. this has become a very pointy kitchen. he's either going to be pinched or stabbed to death. all he wanted to do was make crab cakes, and this is how it ends]
Watch where you're putting those things! Aaa, aaa --
[the distress is not actually in response to the terrifying claws, but the little pincers and feet scrabbling around underneath him and in the red hair flattened out against the tiles]