[ Shirts would always be lost when this was the entertainment in some grubby back alley with a bunch of other rowdy, directionless boys. The main difference, is he'd really have to keep it together and pretend to be straight in those instances. Azem has absolutely no such expectation of him. He is allowed to just enjoy himself. He rolls them over, pins their hands down in the dirt. ]
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I really gotta pick ya up?
[ He asks with a grinning huff. ]