Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
[She sniffs and small hiccups come. She's a shaking mess in the chair, half-flopped against Chuuya.]
Thank you, Nakahara-san. I'm -- I'm really sorry.
[For dying. For making him sad about her when he was already sad about himself. For crying. For trying not to cry. For everything that made him regret so much in his life.]
[For her dying. For not knowing. For making her scared to tell him. For making her scared. For everything in her life that made her consider an angry drunk a worthwhile friend.]
[Retasu's shuddering turns into sobs. Already in the chair and crumpled against him, even in the library with other people who don't want to see someone's display of emotions, she clings to him back and cries for a while.]
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[The words he's never been able to tell himself, he can say to her.]
You're allowed to cry over dying.
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Thank you, Nakahara-san. I'm -- I'm really sorry.
[For dying. For making him sad about her when he was already sad about himself. For crying. For trying not to cry. For everything that made him regret so much in his life.]
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[For her dying. For not knowing. For making her scared to tell him. For making her scared. For everything in her life that made her consider an angry drunk a worthwhile friend.]
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Thank you.
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Yeah, yeah. ...thanks.
[He's no good at accepting sincere thanks - just being able to thank people is something he's had to learn.]
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I, um. I hope it's helpful. The food.
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[Drinking on an empty stomach isn't good for you. He knows this because of how often he does it.]
...I'll be back to normal tommorrow. [Whatever 'normal' is for him.] So don't worry about me.
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I'll try not to, but I'm not very good at that. So, um, sorry in advance. B-but I'll do my best too!
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[why does he even bother tbh]