"This is stupid," Togami sighed, laying face down on his stand.
"Ay yo, Togami!" Fuyuhiko smirked, yanking Souda along by Gundam's scarf. "What the hell do you want?" Togami squinted.
A few days prior, he'd put up a sign that read: 'No Komaeda's, no Souda's' with their game sprites' heads in a circle with a red line through it.
"I got a story for ya," the Yakuza smirked, retelling that Kevin Hart story but with him and Peko instead.
"Ugh, that wasn't even funny," Togami said, laying his head back on the stand. Kuzuryuu rolled his eyes and handed him 100,000 dollars.
"That was the funniest thing I've ever heard," Togami said, laughing. "Thank ya, thank ya. I'll be here whenever Shy needs a comic relief." "This entire story is a comic relief!" Komaeda laughed his stupid Bryce Papenbrook laugh.
Komaeda was slammed with a fist, a fist sized rock and right pairs of scissors.
"Nobody cares about you, love!" Genocider yelled from her tree, sitting with Ishida as usual.
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Togami's Lemonade Stand
FanfictionTogami establishes a lemonade stand in Jabberwock Park, on the infamous Jabberwock Island of the second game. (Why lemonade? It's obvious, isn't it? Asahina's remark gave him a great idea, duh.) Sure he'll get a lot of happy customers and money (who...
