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[gorb]

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[goatjo]

ooo yeah
lemme ring u p yaga-sensi
i bet h'll send a bunch fo dolls to pick me up
no thnks

[gorb]

Better than the alternative you running amok.

1/2

[goatjo]

amok soudns more fun

[goatjo]

if i didnt feel so
blech
eve my eyes feel wobbly
booze is a scam

[gorb]

Go home, Satoru.

Sleep it off.

[goatjo]

dont wanna
its jst me there
sucks

[gorb]

( ... )

Play the radio, I hear that helps.

[goatjo]

o shit
r u gonna charge me for that gret advice
dunno fi ican afford it lollll

[gorb]

A freebie.

For old times sake.

1/2

[goatjo]

ur wisdom is only eced
xeedded
excedded
fuck
w/e
ur so smart and kind blah blah shwat i eman

[goatjo]

so
is tis the kind of stuff ppl talk to u about

[gorb]

More sober than this, but sure.

[goatjo]

guess it kinda amkes sense
you always had a lot of rndom info in ur head
and ppl liked spillign their guts 2 u

[gorb]

It must be the kind of face I have.

[goatjo]

dunno
hard to reember
u should send me a pic so i can decidde

[gorb]

A picture.

[goatjo]

unless u got all wrinkly or sth lol

[gorb]

( Old habits.

He'll send a picture. In it stern eyebrows are drawn together, mouth a line. His hair is longer, and while his eyebags are no longer as pronounced something about the late night has him fussy around the edges, tired and a little worn. He's wearing sleepwear, not anything Satoru will recognise, he left his belongings behind. But the effect is the same. Soft, for a genocidal cultist. )

There.

Will you go home now?

1/2

[goatjo]

hddsa

[ even satoru isn't sure what that one was supposed to be. ]

[goatjo]

[ fifteen minutes later: ]

u look
better

[ less tired, surely. hair soft and shiny and untangled, skin less sallow, the dark circles under his eyes less pronounced. like he's comfortable in his own skin again.

it feels a little like swallowing broken glass, but: ]

im glad
suguru

[gorb]

It's amazing what no longer killing yourself for the undeserving will do.

( A distinction, there were reasons. )

Why are you drinking?

[goatjo]

[ satoru doesn't even prickle at that part. he's too busy staring at the picture, cheek pillowed on his arm, ignoring the way the brightness of the screen is making his eyes prickle and burn.

so there's another lag before he replies: ]

adult reasos
lol

[ nanami left the school today. didn't say goodbye, didn't even leave a note. just cleared out his dorm and was gone, which is the only way satoru knows he hadn't died out on the field.

maybe he'll take a picture a year or two from now and be looking better, too.

so now there's nothing left in the dorms except for residuals, floating through the halls like ghosts, and satoru had just wanted to be anywhere but there. ]

[gorb]

Is it helping?

[goatjo]

no

[gorb]

Go home, drink some water, sleep. You'll feel better.