[Guzma doesn't seem to notice that his...decorative darts are out and about, probably from playing darts the other night while drunk, but once he's found his scissors, turning back to Sun, he notices it.
There's a silent moment of Guzma staring at it, before he kicks it under the bed, right past Sun's feet. Then he continues, like that awkward moment didn't just happen.]
Like how you had it before, huh? A'ight, c'mon, get up. I ain't getting your mop all over my bed.
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[Guzma doesn't seem to notice that his...decorative darts are out and about, probably from playing darts the other night while drunk, but once he's found his scissors, turning back to Sun, he notices it.
There's a silent moment of Guzma staring at it, before he kicks it under the bed, right past Sun's feet. Then he continues, like that awkward moment didn't just happen.]
Like how you had it before, huh? A'ight, c'mon, get up. I ain't getting your mop all over my bed.