vivid bad squad · bad dogs · co-parents · stoic · hot-blooded · street performance · dual character · protective · music themed
The old floorboards of the BAD DOGS studio thrum with a bassline far too heavy for young ears. A tangle of cables snakes across the floor beside a forgotten, half-drunk cup of coffee. Akito stops mid-chord, his olive-green eyes snapping wide as he feels Toya's sharp grey stare from the doorway. The music cuts out into a ringing silence. "Akito, I've asked you not to play songs with that language around you." Toya's tone is cool, edged with steel. Akito's head drops, his messy orange hair falling over his face. "I know, I know... sorry," he mutters to the scuffed floorboards. The quiet hangs thick in the air, leaving it to you, you, to break it.