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[suddenlybees]

Shuuya Kano
UN: mekakushisan

STATUS: student y11

ACCOLADES: none!!!

BIO: ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ

© TESSISAMESS

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[deuteranope]

[Theres a grumble, then nothing. Mav finally hung up.]

[suddenlybees]

[ ...ring ring ring ]

[deuteranope]

[Surprisingly, it doesn't ring for long! Mav answers.]

No.

[...and then hangs right on up again.]

[suddenlybees]

[ At least he answered. Which makes Kano hopeful, so he just tries again two seconds later.

ring ring ring ]

[deuteranope]

[It rings a little bit longer, this time...but he still answers, in the end.]

Fucking christ, asshole, you're giving me a fucking headache.

[suddenlybees]

[ That's called a hangover-- ]

I know, I know! But don't hang up!!

[deuteranope]

[It is the beginnings of a hangover because Mav's relationship with alcohol is a strange one, but Kano isn't helping matters!!!]

Gimme three good reasons why the fuck not.

[suddenlybees]

Isn't one good reason good enough??

[ Don't make him come up with three when he can barely come up with one? ]

[deuteranope]

[hmmmm]

Depends how good it is.

[suddenlybees]

Don't hang up... because...

[ he's stalling ]

We're... friends...?

[ Can he use the friends card here........ ]

[deuteranope]

[...]

That's so fucking pathetic, that's really all you got? Really scraping the bottom of the fucking barrel here...

[suddenlybees]

Hey, hey, hey! Don't dunk on friendship! Friendship's a real important reason to do things!

[deuteranope]

Sure, but it's kinda a "because I said so" fucking deal, isn't it?

[suddenlybees]

It's not! "Because I said so" is 'cause I said so, but friendship's a two way street, right?

[ Maverick not hanging up because he also doesn't want to, that's how friendship's supposed to work. ]

[deuteranope]

[more hmmmmms]

This isn't helping my fucking headache... [And anyway, he's not the friendship expert. How should he know if it's valid or not?] I was just hoping for, like...deeper. Of fucking course we're friends, but we were friends when I fucking hung up the first time, so what's fucking stopping me?

[suddenlybees]

[ He thinks it might be pity, but as long as he can keep people talking, they don't walk away from him, no matter how pissed or annoyed, that's how it's always been. ]

You gotta look into your heart, Mav. Only you can answer that.

[ If you want something deep, it has to come from within... ]

[deuteranope]

What I'm hearing is that I should hang up on you.

[Try harder, Kano...!]

[suddenlybees]

Can't you try a little harder to look?? -—wait, wait, don't hang up, okay?

[ Ughhh. Ughghghhghghghh... ]

It's 'cause you're walking home alone in the middle of the night, right? If it's daytime, it'd be alright 'cause there's other people around to spot you, but at night, you could disappear and I wouldn't know, and I don't want that. ...Something like that?

[deuteranope]

[...Ugh, he can feel himself smiling. Disgusting. At least this is over the phone and Kano doesn't have to know.]

As much as I should be insulted you think any ol' dickweed could get the drop on me, yeah. That works. Congratulations, you provided a good fucking reason, cricket.

[suddenlybees]

Ha. Of course I—-

[ And then something heavy drops on Maverick's shoulder— it's an old dickweed, aka it's Kano sneaking up behind him and did Maverick really think he was going to just lie around and do nothing while his stupid drunk friend wandered the city streets alone at dead o'clock in the morning ]

[deuteranope]

[instincts say Punch so that's what he do]

[suddenlybees]

[ Kano gets decked in the face and crumbles to the ground, because that's what he deserves. ]

[deuteranope]

[He adjusts to better assess whether he should be fighting or flighting against this assailant, and...]

Oh, shit. Cricket! What the fuck!

[it shouldn't be the guy that's been drinking picking someone else up off the ground??? Now he has to be embarrassed about Kano sneaking up on him and guilty over punching him out.]

Fucking idiot, stupid fucking bastard...

[suddenlybees]

Haha, ouch...

[ He lets Maverick do all the work of hauling him up without bothering to find his footing until he's almost straight upright, one hand to his nose that isn't bleeding, and that's a good thing because he never did figure out how to heal things that aren't other people. His cheek stings, though, how nostalgic. ]

Morning, Mav!

[ It's almost four o'clock, maybe. ]

[deuteranope]

[Phew... At least he's still Kano. Mav reaches up to inspect his nose, realizes he's still got his phone in that hand, hangs up, and uses it as a light to better examine the damage. Not too bad, thankfully. He's not sure how quickly he can throw an illusion up, though... Mm.]

Hey. What're you doin' out here...?