[WE'RE GOING SHOPPING. At four in the morning. At a convenience store. Because Gara's being aggressively mother hen-ey at Haruki lately and apparently they're all out of food.]
[Let's say this is just after you came out of the fridge and we had our Pawnsplosion and now idk it's t-minus 48 hours to Final Showdown IT'S PREP TIME but it's also dinner time so Naoto is cautiously peeking into Haruki's room with a bowl of noodles because, hey, you've been kind of scary for the last day since you came out of the fridge and last night was a pawnsplosion and that wasn't fun at all. So. Y'know. Today's been tense.]
[There's just something wrong about that smile now. It makes him a little queasy, but he doesn't know what to do about it, so he doesn't do anything. He just smiles back and offers the bowl, like everything's fine. Like they're as comfortable together as they were a week ago, hanging out around the table in the main room of their stolen HQ between the horror games.]
I can leave it here. Or, uhm, you can come eat with us.
[ everything shouldn't be "fine" and he's trying his hardest to make it so that it's not "fine". but he smiles at the offer just the same like his attempt to get himself killed didn't fail spectacularly ]
[There's a Rook here now and he's weird and maaaybe I should stay out there to keep the peace between the grouches but I'd rather set the bowl down on the table and sit.]
[ i mind that i'm alive and that you had to see yesterday. well not so much that you had to see yesterday but that you had to see yesterday and then continue on to see me, the intent was that you would not. see me after yesterday. hmm ]
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...May I help you?
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Before we go on, I'd like you to explain yourself.
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What's your intention, then?
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You have the floor.
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[You know, middle of the night, your bedroom.]
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That may be, but it does lend a nice atmosphere doesn't it?
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That's very hurtful, my dear boy. I'm not your enemy.
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But it's more boring to watch without getting involved at least a little.
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[He even has a little shopping basket.]
... so pick something out already.
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The selection isn't ideal.
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[Sasses. Just a little bit of sass. Like, sass lite.]
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[ how long has this fried chicken been sitting? we just dont know. ]
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Yeah, well, it's not like we've got much of a choice. Are you always this picky?
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[ he'll... take the stiff cold and then reheated chicken though because they're out of sandwiches for the night... ]
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It is when you haven't eaten in nearly two days.
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Ah, Haruki-san...
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he turns when he hears someone come in, and smiles in a way that totally completely isnt 100% stepford what are you accusing me him of. ]
Naoto. Do you need something?
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[There's just something wrong about that smile now. It makes him a little queasy, but he doesn't know what to do about it, so he doesn't do anything. He just smiles back and offers the bowl, like everything's fine. Like they're as comfortable together as they were a week ago, hanging out around the table in the main room of their stolen HQ between the horror games.]
I can leave it here. Or, uhm, you can come eat with us.
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Thank you. Would you like to sit down?
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[There's a Rook here now and he's weird and maaaybe I should stay out there to keep the peace between the grouches but I'd rather set the bowl down on the table and sit.]
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[ i mind that i'm alive and that you had to see yesterday. well not so much that you had to see yesterday but that you had to see yesterday and then continue on to see me, the intent was that you would not. see me after yesterday. hmm ]