It's true! My pockets have been bare since I haven't been getting that mafia paycheck, and I need to get paid to afford all the things I like. Do you think all of this booze is cheap?
[ She sighs before frowning at him even as she decides to down the rest of her drink. This is probably not a wise decision but she immediately slams the glass on the table, thankfully not breaking it.
Hope the room is soundproof, because: ]
You fucking idiot!! You're saying there's not enough time? What, are you expecting to die? Or what, are you expecting Oda to die too, you goddamn moron?!
Just because he's not the same person you knew means that you're just gonna give up and pretend you don't give a flying fuck about what he thinks because you're going to constantly compare him to a ghost of a person who really isn't here? Huh?
Are you seriously that weak and stupid that you can't do something as simple as starting over with soemone who looks exactly like the person that you might be friends with? That you might have feelings for?! Even someone like me can do that much!
[It sure is! So nobody outside is going to hear her yelling.
He waits for her to finish with her rant, and he looks rather nonplussed as he sips his drink. Whatever she's saying right there, he's not really absorbing it at all. And when she's done, he finally speaks in a calm voice.]
This containment only lasts eight weeks, Inaba-san. Regardless of if anyone lives or dies here, we'll all move on to other assignments afterwards. Eight weeks isn't enough time to grow to trust someone.
No, it's more than enough time, Dazai. In a contained environment like this? Eight weeks is plenty. More than one might expect, actually. Or are you telling me personally that you have issues trusting people at all?
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You? Taking a job simply for a pay bonus? That definitely doesn't sound like you at all.
[ In fact, she's laughing because she does not believe it in the slightest bit. ]
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If he's not going to tell her, that's fine, but-- ]
If you know that it's not cheap, then don't fucking drink it, you moron!
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[He's up off the couch now.]
Well it's time to fix that!
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[ She's raising her hands a little defensively, embarrassed. ]
And more importantly, why would I even trust you enough to drink with you?!
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[TOO LATE he's already making two glasses of some kind of bourbon. The ice cubes aren't cool round globes though, which is sad.]
If you don't want it, then I'll have to drink both of them myself I guess.
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[ She frowns a little bit, in a way that seems skeptical. ]
Fine. But just one. I'm not looking to get drunk, here.
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[That's his logic at least. But he'll go back to the couch and set Inaba's glass down on the table before he sits down with his own.]
oh wait cw underage drinking before i forget
[ Inaba was standing this whole time, but she'll finally take a seat, taking the glass from the table. ]
oh right they're both underage for drinking
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[ She kind of wonders if Atsushi - the one she's dating - also drank during the mafia.
...
Or if he'd want to drink with her.
She wonders if she will even get the chance to ask. She misses him. And that's when she laughs a little bit at him, taking a sip of her drink. ]
You say that as if you can't make friends here.
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[And they're not friends here.
Welp. He just made himself sad.]
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Hope the room is soundproof, because: ]
You fucking idiot!! You're saying there's not enough time? What, are you expecting to die? Or what, are you expecting Oda to die too, you goddamn moron?!
Just because he's not the same person you knew means that you're just gonna give up and pretend you don't give a flying fuck about what he thinks because you're going to constantly compare him to a ghost of a person who really isn't here? Huh?
Are you seriously that weak and stupid that you can't do something as simple as starting over with soemone who looks exactly like the person that you might be friends with? That you might have feelings for?! Even someone like me can do that much!
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He waits for her to finish with her rant, and he looks rather nonplussed as he sips his drink. Whatever she's saying right there, he's not really absorbing it at all. And when she's done, he finally speaks in a calm voice.]
This containment only lasts eight weeks, Inaba-san. Regardless of if anyone lives or dies here, we'll all move on to other assignments afterwards. Eight weeks isn't enough time to grow to trust someone.
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No, it's more than enough time, Dazai. In a contained environment like this? Eight weeks is plenty. More than one might expect, actually. Or are you telling me personally that you have issues trusting people at all?
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[He. He's actually making a subtle dig at someone else entirely, not Inaba. It's just unfortunate that it's close to the truth for her.]
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Do you have that high standards? Or maybe you're just stupid.
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[Hm.]
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This feels all too disturbingly familiar to her. ]
You know what. What kind of cake do you like?
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[What did you fukken expect.]
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[ Hm.
Why is she even doing this? ]
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Though I must warn you, if you're trying to poison me, you won't get the results you're expecting.
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Your birthday was a few days ago, wasn't it?
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oh my god this comment box
we're suffering maple
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