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oh c'mon
i know i heard some kind of movement in there
answer me already!!
i know i heard some kind of movement in there
answer me already!!
[Approximately 30 seconds after the final text:]
... Are you done? I didn't want to interrupt.
... Are you done? I didn't want to interrupt.
That said... Good Light, woman, I am literally in the next room you could have just knocked.
and you could've been asleep!!
i mean you obviously werent and i knew that
i mean you obviously werent and i knew that
At this exact moment?
Texting my nutsy roommate from one room away instead of just having a conversation like normal people.
You?
Texting my nutsy roommate from one room away instead of just having a conversation like normal people.
You?
[ Is... is this a trap? It's a trap, isn't it? One does not just walk into the adjacent room and have a conversation with their roommate at three in the morning. It's definitely a trap. ]
im bored
[ See: lonely, drinking, dramatic, providing an adjective instead of a verb. ]
i cant sleep
[ Because, you know, she slept... most of the day. Pity her. ]
[ See: lonely, drinking, dramatic, providing an adjective instead of a verb. ]
i cant sleep
[ Because, you know, she slept... most of the day. Pity her. ]
[Hmm...]
Are those mutually exclusive complaints?
[Too bored to sleep? Too sleepy to do anything, so bored?]
Are those mutually exclusive complaints?
[Too bored to sleep? Too sleepy to do anything, so bored?]
[If she's listening, she might hear him laughing from his room.]
For crying out loud, just meet me on the couch or something, sheesh.
For crying out loud, just meet me on the couch or something, sheesh.
[ R-rude?? This is serious. She is so serious right now. ]
its not funny, axel
why are you laugasdfjl
its not funny, axel
why are you laugasdfjl
[He laughs again, shaking his head at the knock against his door, and gets up to open it.]
When I asked you to knock before entering, that isn't quite what I meant. [She's done this enough times that he knows she didn't actually hurt herself--though he was concerned the first few times. He gestures toward her head, still laughing a little.] Are you okay?
When I asked you to knock before entering, that isn't quite what I meant. [She's done this enough times that he knows she didn't actually hurt herself--though he was concerned the first few times. He gestures toward her head, still laughing a little.] Are you okay?
[ Ryoko is sitting cross-legged on the floor outside his door rubbing at her head innocuously with one hand while the other guards the cup of alcohol she's been nursing through the night. Of course, that question of his gets a near immediate and childish look accompanied by a -- ]
No.
No.
[ Except that she's rising off the floor in the next instant, dropping her gaze into her drink and pouting a mite more softly. This time, she murmurs: ]
Yes.
[ Because it's... not Axel's fault she kissed the wall again. Stupid wall. ]
Yes.
[ Because it's... not Axel's fault she kissed the wall again. Stupid wall. ]
[Ryoko's an odd duck, but Axel has always been fond of the odd ones. He's kind of odd himself, for that matter, so it all works out. He's about to offer a hand to help her up when she just floats off the floor and continues sulking into her drink. He still can't quite believe she drinks this much and doesn't ever seem to suffer any significant ill effects; it's kind of amazing.]
[He gestures toward the couch.]
You wanna siddown and talk? I can't really sleep, either. [He's not lying just to make her feel better or anything; he's awful at sleeping. This is why he naps so much, because he hasn't slept through the night in the better part of a decade.]
[He gestures toward the couch.]
You wanna siddown and talk? I can't really sleep, either. [He's not lying just to make her feel better or anything; he's awful at sleeping. This is why he naps so much, because he hasn't slept through the night in the better part of a decade.]
[ She slides her eyes from the inside of her drink to the couch to the inside of her drink again not unlike a sulking child. She is kind of lonely. Maybe. A little bit, not that she's going to admit it. ]
Yeah.
[ And she hovers there for a moment more... before pursing her lips with the realization that her body isn't responding properly. ]
Yeah.
[ And she hovers there for a moment more... before pursing her lips with the realization that her body isn't responding properly. ]
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