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[grimace]

Without any of the fun for me, I...guess.

Yeah, you sure got the short end of the deal. But you wouldn't want to, anyways, right?

[ Friends with benefits... that'd be weird. ]

[The extended, disgusted noise he makes is answer enough.]

...That bad, huh? Thanks.

[ Should he be feeling hurt, here? ]

What, like you're thinking any different?

[He shakes his head, giving Kano a soft nudge.]

You're cricket. Mama said she could see you as a son, fuck knows why, but that's not the way she's thinking. I may not have fucking preferences, but I still got lines I ain't gonna fucking cross.

[ He shifts a little uncomfortably at that, conflicted because on one hand, he recognizes that being seen as a son— as family— is supposed to be something close and special and that in itself is uncomfortable enough as it is. But on the other hand, the last of his family died with his mother and he never wanted a replacement, never wanted to be adopted even with the promise of a better life. Being seen as a son is nice on paper, but what does that even mean?

Things too complicated to think about, so he jabs at Maverick's arm with the tip of his cone. ]

Sucks, I've been family-zoned~ But you don't have preferences at all? Not even like... "got to love cats," or "must not be a flat-earther"? What are those other lines?

-- oh my fucking god, if they're a flat-earther I'll fucking kill them and then myself.

[And now he hates that anytime he's interested in someone, he has to wonder if they think the goddamn earth is flat. Yes, this is bothering him more than not loving cats -- even if they don't love cats, they could still like cats, and anyway, that's not something that can creep up on you to ruin the relationship once it gets going. If you're around Mav, your opinion on cats comes out sooner rather than later.

More seriously, though... Ugh, this probably shouldn't be more uncomfortable than getting stabbed with a waffle cone.]

I don't...fucking know. I mean, it's not like I'd date just anybody. [The only reason he can get this information out of him, honestly, is because Mav knows about Nana, now. Keeping that quiet matters to Kano, so he'd better have intelligence enough to keep this quiet in return.] Gotta be someone I'd be friends with, too, you know, or what's the fucking point? Just... I don't know.

[This is dumb!!!]

[ It sure is dumb, but it's dumb things about Maverick and that makes it worthwhile to listen to, Kano humming underneath his breath while he tries to think of who Maverick is even friends with that's not a cat. ]

Hm~ It's like that, huh? Gotta learn how to make friends first before you learn how to date~

[ It's alright! He gets it! He doubts his ability to make real friends too, which is why this thing with Nana isn't going to go anywhere, if he can help it. ]

I think you should go out with Toki.

[Hey... Well, at least he's gotten good at not showing when something actually hurts his feelings when he's out in public, glancing away with a roll of his eyes. It's a lot easier to smother down when Kano what is your problem why are you like this]

Where the fuck is that coming from?!

[It's certainly...more of a reaction than if it hadn't been something already brought to his attention, that's for sure.]

Because he drinks by himself and that's really fucking sad? If he's going out to bars all the time, I thought it'd be a good idea if you went with him, and look after him for me~

[ Kid's a wreck, Mav!! But he's a good kid who does his best, goes along with Kano's bad ideas and could stand to be looked after the way Maverick sort of does Kano. Ramona said something about Maverick wanting to look after people— or something. Point is, he doesn't think it's a bad idea. ]

[God...fucking damn it. He slaps his face into his free hand with a deep, frustrated sigh. He wasn't expecting much at all, and yet...this is almost like it's less than nothing.]

Wow. Fucking...okay? So you think I'd make a good babysitter for him, not boyfriend.

I think you'd make both? Taking care of each other's a relationship thing, isn't it? I wouldn't know, of course~

[ Because he's a selfish child who can't do that brand of "taking care" ]

But anyways, maybe it wouldn't work out anyways, 'cause the one he loves is me~ He wrote it on his phone so he'd remember and everything, you can ask him next time you see him!

[Hmph. That was true, to a certain degree, but if he let himself think about it for more than a second, something he didn't allow for often, then...he wants more than just accompanying someone on a night out while they drink themselves into oblivion. He wants to know there will be times no one has to look out for anyone, because in the end, he wants someone that makes him feel safe.

And in the end, he's pretty sure that's impossible in this world.]

Tch, I see, I see. So you're fucking stringing everyone along, playing with their hearts, mm? Me, mousie, banana jammer... Who else you got think they're your special someone?

[ He counts on his fingers, ]

It's not that many! It's not that bad~ It's just you, Toki, Nana-chan, Rex, I tried with Naoki but then I got scared. There was this other guy too, but I got rejected and now he's dead!

[ That's what happens when you reject Kano. Death. ]

[Maverick laughs, because he can't fathom that as not a joke right now, but there still the rest of that to consider. Naoki was stonehenge... Yeah, being scared was probably the right thing.]

Does Rex know you two are a thing? Seems like that kinda shit might get lost in translation pretty fucking easily when it comes to grim creeper.

Hm, I asked him out, and he said yes, so he'd better know! There were flowers and a song outside his window and everything!!

[ But Kano's going to stop right there, because it'll delve into the complete and utter mess that was Valentines Day, along with the fact that he stood Rex up that night, and he found out somehow, and he probably hates Kano, and Kano's probably a little scared of him too, and he's not really sure how to proceed with this. ]

Right now... I'd say our relationship status is complicated, though? Haha, I think I piss him off!

[Damn. That's really...taking the joke to lengths. He thinks maybe that odd feeling in his gut is admiration? Possibly??? He doesn't fucking know.]

Don't take it too personally. Most people piss him off, I think. And I know that you piss off most people, so there you go.

[ That odd feeling should be disgust, that's what Maverick should be feeling. ]

Hey, hey, hey! I don't piss most people off! Take that back! Aren't I always doing my best to be well loved?!

[It is neither admiration nor disgust, but that doesn't matter right no.]

Haaaah? Is that what that is?

Yeah, that's what that is! So acknowledge my efforts and love me already!

[ Hah... What a bad joke. This is a bad joke. He needs to go drown himself in sprinkles already. ]

[Gonna go ahead and roll his eyes again before going back to his drink. Sure, cricket. Sure... He can put up with the joke, anyway, and steer them to the closest shop that'll keep something as dumb as sprinkles like he's steering them away from this particular topic, now.]

I feel like mousie drinking is definitely a bad idea, but I guess I can't fucking blame him, seer shit n' all.

Hm, yeah, being a Seer really sucks, doesn't it? It's painful and distressing and hard to make sense, and you see all these bad things happening and you just gotta accept it, the fact that you can't change things. Must be frustrating~

[ Honestly, it sounds like the absolute worst, seeing into a future and knowing how things are going to be. It'd take all the fight out of him. And if he were to look into the future and see nothing but blackness like he'd always suspected there would be, the thought of that is terrifying enough, the nothingness.

But he's not a Seer so it's not his problem. Going to occupy himself in seeking out rainbow sprinkles now instead. ]

It ain't always so bad. I mean, yeah, it fucking sucks, you feel like crap all the time, but...

[He shrugs, perusing the shelves idly as he trails behind Kano.]

You can do stuff about the after. That's how Mama picked me up.

[ That's right, Ramona is a Seer. And if she's managed to get her shit together after getting her mind bombarded with death and destruction in all waking hours, perhaps there's hope for Toki yet. If his personality at baseline weren't already so wound up. ]

Eh... so she saw you in trouble and went to go find you? You're lucky.

[ Maverick was a kid, then, wasn't he... Was he supposed to have died? ...But then, Kano thinks to himself, why couldn't a Seer have seen his own mother's death and prevented that? A backwater town in some trashy neighborhood, the murder wouldn't have been important enough to matter, probably.

He can't find rainbow, so instead, he plucks the separate colors off the shelves and starts passing them over to Maverick. Red, blue, yellow, green, purple, orange, white. ]

Yeah. Obviously shit still happened, but... I dunno. She was fucking there. That's what I remember.

[They just gotta redirect all his energy. Like into stress baking. Because it probably wouldn't be appropriate to suggest Ramona's most favorite method of coping: having a lot of bombass sex...

Mav opens his mouth to say something, but he's quickly distracted by inspecting each of the bottles to ensure they are indeed different enough to warrant wanting to buy them. Nope, pretty standard variety of colors and not various dumb shades of the same fucking thing.]

White? Who needs white fucking sprinkles?

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