Dude you're going way too fast

[dieharder]

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I can't agree to a blatant lie...

[navelmarked]

'course, 'course.

[ the remnants of his pride trickling through his fingers...

he even tries to make it sound like it's small fry-- of course he's thought about it, what with his folded arms and mumble. ]

You really should learn your way around this place already.

How rude! ;;

[powerseeking]

[He's not bothered by what Bandou says, like always, but somehow, it feels odd to hear him say that...]

I haven't been here as long as you have, though.

There is no charm!!

[navelmarked]

[ it's a good thing his back is to him! because this way, he can make comments and not have to suffer the indignity of his face being seen-- even as he snorts. ]

Don't rely on someone else [ read: him?? ] all the time.

I'M HURT.

[powerseeking]

Eh?

[Ahh, that's such a San-chan thing to say!]

Aren't you the one that said I should rely on my friends more?

usually I'd say that you're too manly but....you're not...you fell into the utapri and otoge trap...

[navelmarked]

Your friends aren't your GPS!

[ here he kicks the kerb! coolly! dramatically! ]

[navelmarked]

[...and hobbles back a bit because fuck, that hurt. god. ]

Whose fault is that?!

[powerseeking]

[San-chan.......

All Shouhei can do is watch his friend try to endure the pain because ???]

Ah, that wasn't very cool, San-chan.

Um. Yours???

[navelmarked]

Sh-shut up! [ can we ignore the fact that he's probably hopping on one foot here? note to kids at home: only try that trick when you're wearing, well, not sneakers. ] Focus on finding the place, you idiot!

I wonder!!

[powerseeking]

Are you sure? You didn't break anything?

[He's half-teasing, half-concerned. That was a pretty dumb move and truthfully, San-chan probably deserved a broken toe...

...maybe it would be less embarrassing if he actually had broken something, too??]

I only said that you should try Utapri! And Free sounds interesting because drowning!

[navelmarked]

[ it would've been cool. :( injuries sustained in the line of duty and all.

also, this guy...! does he want to embarrass him in public or what? wasn't embarrassing him back in first grade enough, when he'd beaten him by one milisecond in the track tryouts?

aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ]

This is...!

[navelmarked]

[ and here he stops, inhales, sets his foot down. ]

This is nothing.

[ ...and he hobbles. ]

[powerseeking]

[...well, even if he's wobbling, Shouhei thinks the fact that he tries to continue on is a little cool! To keep going even after he embarrassed himself like that's sort of impressive!

Shouhei doesn't say that, though. He just kind of laughs as he follows after his wobbly friend.]

Haha, I guess if you did break something, you wouldn't admit it.

[navelmarked]

[ oh, be quiet.

he marches stormily (and silently) ahead, and takes the right turn this time (but as to whether it's the right turn-- well, that's something to be seen.













he's getting warmer, it's a book cafe at the end of the street. ]

[powerseeking]

[The atmosphere is kind of stuffy right now... But Shouhei endures!!

As they approach the book cafe, he slows. Is this what San-chan was thinking of when they came down this way? It's a cute shop, but...]

We're lost, aren't we?

[navelmarked]

[ quickly, perhaps too quickly: ]

No way.

[powerseeking]

[That didn't sound innocent at all!]

We're definitely lost.

[navelmarked]

[ if you know that, then why don't you get us unlost!!

...would be what he'd say, but let's face it, even Bandou knows that this is kiiinda his fault. a little. maybe.

so he settles for grumping and staring all broody-like. or at least he thinks it's broody-- you really can't take a grown adult seriously when he's wearing these shades and folding his arms like a small child at the sign that obstinately states:

Book Cafe! Try our tea and new books today!]

[powerseeking]

[It's okay, Bandou, Shouhei isn't judging you! In fact, he looks over at him, almost completely ignoring the grumpy expression, and gestures to the cafe.]

Well, since we're here, why don't we get a bite to eat?

[Sure, they're lost, but hey, it could be worse!]

[navelmarked]

[ Shouhei is too nice, Bandou doesn't deserve this!!

...pretty much. it's not that Bandou doesn't trust him, but he feels like Shouhei's kinda just pitying him and that's. that's annoying! so he kinda tsks but let's face it, everyone's tsks falter in the face of Fushimi's tch. ]

Weren't you in a hurry?

[ prickly as Bandou may sound, no, Shouhei definitely said no such thing. ]

[powerseeking]

[Too petty! Shouhei could never pity his best friend, after all. He doesn't even seem that bothered by Bandou's tone.]

It would be nice to get it over with, but it's fine. We've been walking for a while, haven't we?

[navelmarked]

[ while Shouhei is being all sparkle it's okay senpai!!, Bandou's just over here regarding him with slight suspicion...

...not that there's much to be suspicious about. Shouhei had his moments of secretiveness but he was pretty straightforward with things most of the time. at least, Bandou hopes so. ]

I'm pretty thirsty, so a small break is okay.

[navelmarked]

But we're getting back to work right after, got it?

[ smooth, right? right. like a senpai. ]

[powerseeking]

[Not smooth at all! But Shouhei doesn't disagree. (Actually, the fact that Bandou doesn't expect him to go and find the place on his own is kind of cool. He's so hardworking...!)]

Got it. [...] Thanks, San-chan.

[(sparkles)]

[navelmarked]

[ it'd be nice to say that Bandou manages a slightly cool harrumph at this point but it doesn't even cross his mind-- all he does is stalk into the book cafe, hands shoved in pockets and mollified from a mile away.

Q: what do two thugs do when they enter a cosy little book cafe? ]

[powerseeking]

[A: they scare away all the customers!

Well, hopefully, they don't. Sure, Bandou's got a bit of a gloomy air about him, but at least he doesn't look like he'll kick over the nearest garbage bin anymore, right?

...their attire isn't exactly classy, though, huh.]

Since you've been helping me all day, I'll pay.