MHA:MPR CH1 - Atonement
Holding the side of his neck, Shiro leaned back against the cold brick wall of the alley, one foot pressed against it to keep himself upright. His free hand fumbled in his pockets until it found the familiar crinkle of the cigarette box. Retrieving it, Shiro pulled out a single cigarette with shaky fingers, placing it between his lips. Another brief rummage yielded his lighter. With a flick, the flame danced, illuminating his blood-streaked face as he lit the cigarette.
Taking a long dr...
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