IC inbox for Kaisou

[switchaxe]

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Yeah, I'm okay. This is... really comfortable. I almost feel like I could fall asleep here.

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...you can. If you want. Won't bother me.

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Well, alright.

[It does sound really appealing right now...

He's just going to make himself more comfortable right here, silently enjoying the scritches... and eventually drifting off to sleep right there.]

5/6, direct text during the potluck during THAT convo

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[He is whipping his phone out in front of God and everybody, he does not give a single fuck right now--]

So

*Never again.*

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absolutely the fuck not what the FUCK

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I'm going to be honest

I am half considering texting Arthur for him to call me so we can have an excuse to leave.

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I mean we don't need an excuse. we can just leave.

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Mild correction: You don't need an excuse; my exact combination of various issues won't let me walk out without one.

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"hey I'm helping Ash carry home leftovers"?

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... Works for me, let's get the fuck out of here.

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grab all of your shit I want as much of that as I can take

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[... Or, you know, that could happen before they get the chance.]

Welp

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......let's stay a little longer just so it's not awkward. we're still fucking off though

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Good idea... Holy shit.

forward-dated to 7/17

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Hey, let me know when you're ready for me to come pick you up!

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I'm good now

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Alright, be there soon, caro

[And true to Pat's word, it doesn't take him long to show up at all!]

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[If Ash is a bit emotional, no he isn't. Long story. He'll explain later.

But he's already outside and waiting for Pat when he pulls up, so he just sticks his head in the door to tell Elliot and Rean he's going out now before heading over to the car.]

Hey.

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[They're not really in any hurry, so Pat gets out of the car when Ash comes over.]

Hey. Happy birthday, Ash.

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[A kiss!]

Thanks. Eighteen, baby.

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Yeah? How's it feel?

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Like seventeen, since America won't let me buy my own damn beer until twenty-one.

[#GermanThings]

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[He just laughs a bit.]

Unfortunate, but it is what it is.

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An' what it is is bullshit. So, where're we goin'?

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[He pulls out a couple of day passes to Phoenix Wonderland and holds them up.]

Since you suggested using these today. And then I was thinking dinner after?