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01/13 2:30 AM

[jurai]

[An hour he'd been lying awake like this, trying to piece together just what his brain has been sending fragments of this whole time.

"Just your typical run-of-the-mill sob story"

"It'll be all over soon."

"Go finish your speech in hell."

That last one had been the newest, the freshest. And it's the one that has Crow staring at the ceiling in a cold sweat, the sound of the gunshot as clear as day and still echoing in his skull. The worst part was...it was his voice. His voice was saying all these things--with a tone that seemed void of all life, like bitterness had overtaken him and extinguished the jovial tone he'd noticed his memories having.

What did it mean? Something holds him back from asking Elliot or Rean. As if...he's afraid to know the answer.

So instead, he'll text them, hoping they're both still up for a nice distraction.]

What's the best kind of gatorade

[Pachinko lay curled up by his side, practically attached to him with a soft purr as a form of comfort. He couldn't know what was causing his human this nervous energy, but some purrs should do the trick.]

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot is awake, partly because he's used to staying up late to work on music and partly because oh boy is the city being on fire bad for him to get any sleep.

At least he's calm down enough to actually pay attention to his phone, but still. What is sleep this month.]

Orange or Pineapple mango.

You?

[motiv8]

[Rean has been at least attempting sleep, although doing so in his broiler of a dorm room does prove difficult. Still, he'd at least managed to drift off into a somewhat restful sleep, when...

"You've been piloting a Divine Knight for one day. I've been using mine for three years. Did you think I wouldn't have a trump card to play?"

And then the blue "knight" swings its saber at Rean – at the Divine Knight? – and Rean feels himself falling backwards...

He wakes with a jolt when his head should hit the ground, sitting up in a cold sweat. Ugh... that nightmare again. Why does this particular memory bother him so much...?

He isn't left to his own thoughts for long, though, because oh, hey, his phone is buzzing! Who on earth is texting him in the middle of the night—

...Crow? And Elliot, too. This isn't a particularly heavy conversation, which he's thankful for, but he can't help but wonder...

...No, he must just be projecting.]

Given that I've basically been living on the stuff for the past little while, I think the fruit punch kind is my favorite. I might just be drawn to red though

[jurai]

[Well would you look at that. Maybe he wasn't so crazy for texting so late at night...

He wonders what they're doing up--Elliot was always a night owl, but Rean got up early, didn't he?

Hmm.]

The frost flavours are where its at

Not sure if I'm more fond of glacier freeze or cascade crash

[fiddlestick]

Haha, well red does suit you Rean.

Have you tried that many gatorades? I don't think I've had any of the frost flavors.

[motiv8]

Haha... thanks, I guess? Don't know if I've ever thought of it that way myself...

I hadn't until just recently, but with everything that's been going on I've just been doing whatever I can to stay hydrated, really. The frost ones are pretty good, though, Crow has a point

[jurai]

I've had plenty during workouts so I guess that's where my experience comes from

I'm glad you've got impeccable taste, Rean. Literally

[fiddlestick]

Oh. That explains it. [It's the drink of people who actually exercise. Crazy]

I'll try them sometime. Just never thought to.

[motiv8]

Aha... well, if I've got any left over when this all ends, you're welcome to some of mine, Elliot

I, um. May have bought out a good chunk of the corner store

[jurai]

Are you seriously holding a coffee over my head when you have the cash to buy out a corner store for their gatorade 20-packs

1/?

[motiv8]

Huh? I

2/?

[motiv8]

You do know I'm not serious about that, right? [Chalk it up to sleep deprivation and the nightmare he just had himself, but...] I'm not actually keeping track of any "debt." I don't actually care.

3/done

[motiv8]

I just like having it as a joke between us. That's all. I didn't mean anything by it.

1/2

[jurai]

[Crow's quiet for a moment, not even in the midst of typing his response yet. It's not that he's ignoring Rean, he'd read the whole thing actually, and it at least shows as read.

Crow was actually in the middle of regaining a memory, the scene flashing as vividly as if he were truly there. A toss of a coin, this time not in the air for a trick, but right back into Rean's hands. Words are exchanged, Rean and Crow laughing about the debt being paid, and Rean admitting he didn't want it to end at that.

Something something about 'interest'.

Crow laughs, glad Rean couldn't hear him. So...this was how it was meant to be, huh? Just picking up where'd they'd left off in their past life...

His eyes are warm now, looking at Rean's reply, before he begins to type, finally.]

2/2

[jurai]

Then we're in agreement, huh?



I figured, but it's fun to keep up the tease, you know. Let a man sink into debt as far as he can go, Rean

[motiv8]

[Rean's "quiet" for a moment, as well, leaving them on read for a moment as he soaks that in.

It's... a nice feeling, being reassured like this. It's okay. Crow likes this, too. And "as far as he can go," huh?

There's a vague fluttery feeling in his chest and in his stomach, and it's unfamiliar enough to catch Rean off guard for a moment. It's... probably just anxiety getting to him, right? It would make sense, with how high-tension everything's been and how little sleep he's really managed, that even this much would set him off.

Whatever. He should respond.]

Haha, all right.

Sorry. All this heat's getting to my head, I think. Which is why I have so much Gatorade now, I'm just trying to stay hydrated... word to the wise, don't live on the seventh floor of a brick building with no AC in times like these

[jurai]

Your complex has no AC? Damn no wonder your brain's fried

[Wait...Lightbulb.]

I may know a place with AC where you can crash for awhile. Already has one handsome looking guy staying in it, who makes a pretty mean cup o' joe and a cat you can pet for free

That's right

F R E E

[motiv8]

That's dorms for you. It's amazing when the elevator even works, here, AC is never gonna happen

[...Wait. Is he...?]

...Are you offering to let me stay with you?

[It should be obvious what the answer to that question is, but Rean's just mystified. That's really generous of him... too generous, maybe. He has to be joking, right?]

[jurai]

I've got AC and your meals will be more than just what a rice cooker can churn out

[That sounds like a 'yes' if you ever heard one.]

Whattya say?

[motiv8]

[...😊]

I say if you're still planning to be awake in about 20 minutes, I'd love to take you up on that.

[jurai]

Works for me. Doubt I'll fall asleep in that time


Bring your rice cooker and your sparkling personality

[motiv8]

Sparkling personality may have to wait until after I've acquired sleep myself, but I can do that

Want anything from the convenience store on my way over?

[jurai]

Good things come to those who wait, I suppose~

Think you can pick me up a to-go coffee?

[Are you two married.

Sorry Elliot this is what happens when you let them have a moment.]

[motiv8]

That's one way of looking at it, I guess...

Can do, though. Black, I'm assuming? What size?

[They're totally married...]

[jurai]

Black medium


Oh, would you look at that, looks like I'm back in debt


Just after you wiped it clean 🎶