date & akira

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w0, tuesday

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[Akira is a TEEN BOY so of course he is going to visit the BAR to see what's inside. It's interesting? Maybe not entirely his jam actually...

He's piddling by the pool tables, holding one of the player's cues in his hand even though it doesn't look like he's set anything up for a game yet.]

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[ not a TEEN BOY? sneaking into a den of ALCOHOL on this, their fine fifth day in hell?? ]

...

[ is he having a good time? it's hard to tell. at least his head isn't stuck between bars anymore. ]

Hey. You playing or just looking at it?

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[HE ISN'T DRINKING....YET. The music is so loud that Date's sudden appearance sort of startles him. He grips the cue like he might turn it into a bat...but then realizes it's only Date. His shoulders relax.]

I've never played this game before.

[THERE ARE JUST A BUNCH OF BALLS.]

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… I know we’re in hell, but you are really jumpy, kid.

[ did he nearly get a pool cue to the head? wow. ]

It’s … pool? I think. Pretty common bar game.

[ balls balls, ballsballsballsballs. ] You have to get the balls in the holes. [ :) ] Normally in specific order but I don’t have a clue what that order is.

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The music is too loud.

[Hmmm. He looks at the cue and then at the table with the balls formed into a triangle at one end.

He reaches out with the cue and jabs at the ball triangle to knock them around. Like one goes into a hole. Then he looks at Date.

:D?]

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[ imagine if I just left it as "cope". anyway. ]

Hell, remember? They're start playing bad idol music in a minute. Like the oldschool AKB48 stuff.

[ well.

i mean.

he did his best and therefore no one can criticise him. probably. date claps. ]

w2, monday

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[Date is just minding his own business, walking through the underwater indoor park

when Akira leaps off of the sculpture and lands directly on top of him in a pounce.]

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<small[ WHAT THE FUCK i guess they eat shit ]

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[He did it, he's the victor.

He crouches on top of Date and leans in to appraise Date from up close.]

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[ date was so shocked his html broke.

why is this teen sat on him, help. after a moment to recover from what the fuck just happened, he abruptly rolls to one side. fall. ]

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[Valid.

As if he expects retaliation, he hastily jumps back and away as Date starts rolling. He's at least off, but he doesn't go very far. In fact, he squats back down to peer at Date in a way to assert his dominance.]

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[ he rolls and rolls— imagine if he just rolled away completely? like wooloolooloo.

he does come to a stop, and sits up, cross legged. he’ll have to prod for bruises later. ]

… Hello to you too?

w3, tuesday

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[ they're going straight in the holé anna, please take this immediate memory (11:35 - 12:32) we know what we came here for. ]

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[THEY ARE JUST IN THE HOLE. I can't believe Haku's girlfriend saw all of that like it wasn't nothing.

Most normal, ordinary people would be a little freaked out. Akira, less so. He's stunned, sure, but this isn't nearly as bad as it could be. His eyes turn from the screen to Date slowly.]

Who was that...?

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[ HAKU'S GIRLFRIEND?


well.




date looks like he doesn't know what the fuck he just saw, actually. ]

... My best friend, but-- that's not how he died.

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[YEA YEA

Akira is a little confused and WORRIED about why Date looks like he doesn't know a single fuck. This was not HIS memory?]

What...?

[HOLD ON. Don't just have this show on the screen, say oh it's my best friend, then admit that isn't how it happened.]

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[ EXPLAIN?

anna are there more shitposts on this post since last week. but yea! wow. confusing. ]

He died, but I saw him just before I got here. It wasn't like-- [ a gesture. ] That.

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[haku's girlfriend...

those have always been there...]

Are your...

[No, he doesn't say it. It reminds him of something--of someone, but he doesn't finish what he planned to say.]

You sure it was him...?

w5, monday

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[ help it is only week 5. anyway.

date is at the ice cream shop. he doesn't quite have 31 flavours in front of him, but he does have a few in little tubs and is digging into one with a burnt caramel colour to it. ]

Hey.

[ hey akira. ]

You here for the goods?

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[ONLY? so many weeks have gone by...

At the mention of goods, he kind of nyooms up where Date is at to see what kind of "goods" are being procured. ICE CREAM?]

No... I'm lactose intolerant...

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But that's never stopped me before.

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[ WAIT YOU COMMENTED TWICE ]

... [ he almost said "i feel so bad for your roommate" but his roomate JUST died. wow. awkward. ]

I have no control over what you do to your guts, but they do have dairy-free I think.

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[listen

DON'T BRING UP HIS ROOMIE. I can't say he'd cry this week, but he still has empathy even if he's confident in his tears. So maybe.]

Really? Which ones?

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[ hang on he will get up and Show Him ]

Sorbets and stuff? They don't usually have milk in.

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Oh, like sherbert and stuff. It'd keep me from dying.

[Malibu keeps giving him milk-made drinks, and I continue to make him drink it despite assigning him lactose intolerance because he's Japanese. He will behave and make himself some of the sorbet, though.]

I'm surprised they don't all have alcohol in them.