I mean, I guess. [That's hard for him to relate to, Abbacchio's fallen in love like three times in his life man. Of course he knows what the fuck it's like to have a crush.]
[ He looked pensive for about the millionth time today, finally leaning forward on the couch to fuss with some of the mess he’d made before Abbacchio had shown up. Ears flattened against his head as he shook it just a little, not really sure what to say to that. ]
Mmmm, yeah, you’re probably right. I guess I’m still just a little...
[ There was a very non-committal shrug on his end. ]
...what’s me, what’s the moon, something like that.
[ Those were some thoughts that he would need to sort through when he was sober. As it was he felt like he was barely awake but it wasn't like he was going to admit that out loud. ]
...I think I owe you like...a million times or something now...
I will not! I'm not gonna leave the flat and I'm not gonna use my phone!
[ Especially not after he looks through all of his embarrassing messages. That squeeze was comforting, though, Mista glancing toward him with a half-smile. ]
...seriously, thanks again, I'm glad we've got each other.
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Oh. Holy shit, that's-- [REALLY CUTE?! JOSUKE WHAT.] --pretty nice of him.
...Yeah, you're into him. Just saying.
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Mmmm, yeah, you’re probably right. I guess I’m still just a little...
[ There was a very non-committal shrug on his end. ]
...what’s me, what’s the moon, something like that.
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Want me to get you anything while I'm still here?
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[ Those were some thoughts that he would need to sort through when he was sober. As it was he felt like he was barely awake but it wasn't like he was going to admit that out loud. ]
...I think I owe you like...a million times or something now...
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I don't do this expecting anything back. I do it because I give a shit about you. All right?
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[ A lean back, Mista shaking his head idly. ]
You can go if you want, I'm really good now, not even gonna touch my phone again.
[ If he knew he could get away with it, maybe not ever. ]
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[He gives one last squeeze of Mista's shoulders.]
...We got each other. That's what matters right now.
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[ Especially not after he looks through all of his embarrassing messages. That squeeze was comforting, though, Mista glancing toward him with a half-smile. ]
...seriously, thanks again, I'm glad we've got each other.
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[He looks down at Mista after he stands, then grins crookedly before leaning down to lightly bump his forehead against Mista's.]
Me too. Get some sleep.
[At that, he makes his leave for now.]