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[would it kill you to be slightly honest]

Because tomorrow morning I will die if I don’t get some eggs in hell from work.

[ Yes he will literally die ]

He~h, am I being invited over for a hangover breakfast? At noon?

[seems fake]

Probably more like 9 or 10 so I can be sufficiently not-fucking-dying in time for work...but yeah. You in?

Yep, I can do that~ I'll stop by your place at nine!

[whaaaaat... Mav lightly knocks his shoulder.]

You can just stay over! Don’t be fucking stupid.

Ehh... I was in the neighborhood, right? If I stayed over, I wouldn't be able to sleep anyways, so there's no reason to.

[ It's still weird, sleeping in other people's houses, with other people in the same room. ]

[:(]

Crickeeet. But then you’ll be the one going ‘round on your own at night! I’ll play MASH with you again...

[come ooover friend]

[ Yeah, but he's not drunk and he also goes around as a cat most nights because people ignore stray cats and don't pick them up and throw them into vans.

He's surprised, though, that Maverick even remembered MASH enough to bring it up again. ]

We'll play MASH? Really?

[ He would come over for MASH...... ]

[But he’s tiny and doesn’t scrap like Mav does!!]

Mhmm. [He mostly remembered it because he was confused about it That next morning and read it over again, but the point is he remembered!!] If that’s what it takes.

[ Maybe don't scrap with people if you're just as tiny as Kano is!! ]

Hmmmmmm... alright, fine!! I'll stay over for MASH and spicy eggs and orange juice!

[But it’s fun...]

Yay~ [He wearily pumps a fist in victory, grinning again. Kano is staying over!! The decision is reached just in time, too, because they’re turning onto the right street for the apartments now.] I officially forgive you for the “go out with Toki” thing, then.

[ Contrary to popular belief, he doesn't like getting stabbed

Anyways, he lowers his voice just a little when they round the corner, just a little bit ]

Heh, I'll take that forgiveness~ Next time, take me out for drinks instead! You can buy me a milkshake!

[Because he's suggestible and it's the natural human reaction, Mav lowers his voice when Kano does. We're being a little quieter now, okay, he sees. Yes.]

Assume you want a regular milkshake, not a boozy one, huh?

Ew, why would you ruin a milkshake with booze...

[ a five-year-old's palate ]

Because~ Adults are sad and want to drown their sorrows with poison~

[He says it so whimsically, too. But anyway, since he sees they're almost there, he half-jogs the rest of the way and begins the arduous task of checking all his pockets for keys, then squinting at the lock like that's going to make his aim any better. Key...go...in...]

[ If they're sad, just drink the milkshake by itself and be happy, that's what milkshakes do for you.

Kano hovers over to the side and stares as Maverick makes his valiant attempts to scratch up the lock without getting the key in. Kano could help, yeah, but no. ]

You can do it, Mav. You almost got it. I believe in you.

[Milkshakes aren't poison, though. Usually.]

Shut the fuck up... [He doesn't want Kano's help anyway!!! He's got this. He's not doing so bad, he just needs to take a deep breath, hold it...there!] Okay, now we gotta be quiet.

[It's an exaggerated whisper... Anyway, door is open, Mav is home, Mav is almost falling over while he tries to kick his shoes off, shoes are off!! Victory!]

[ God, he's so fickle, why can't he be happy with the encouragement? Maybe if Kano says it more sincerely.

His boots take a bit longer to get off and he'll also lose and inch if he does that, so they're staying on, sorry Ramona. He'll tip-toe quietly through the apartment, grab himself a glass of water, just sort of making himself at home while Maverick celebrates small victories. ]

[It's bizarre to see someone getting themselves water in his home, which was usually just for him and Ramona, but he's not opposed to it, he decides as he locks the door back up. Just...a weird feeling. Satisfied everything's good to go, he trots after Kano.]

Hey, get me one too, huh? Even if I'm already gonna be fucked over, I can tell. Stupid fucking cocktails...

[Hydration is still important...and now he's off to his room, dramatically clearing the hanging sheets like a grand entrance is really necessary right now. Hello, room!]

Alright, alright, I'll bring one right over~

[ Watch him eat everything in the fridge as soon as Maverick is asleep. Before that, though, he finishes up his half glass of water and fills up the same one to take back to Maverick's room, throwing a glance over to where he imagines Ramona's room would be. Hopefully she isn't like Maverick and would come barging in with a knife in her hand when she hears a voice that shouldn't be in her home. ]

[Ramona is blissfully asleep and unaware, and definitely less traumatized than her son, it's all good. Plus Maverick is a good enough guard dog that she doesn't really have to prepare for anything like that... This is her feeling even if Mav is living away from her and has been out drinking himself stupid.

He crashes onto his bed and happily sprawls out first, enjoying the warmth and comfort that comes with letting the remaining tension leave his body. Mmm, bed. Good bed. Soft bed. But he has to sit back up because drinking water laying down is really dumb and he's got a piece of paper to track down. Okay, okay, marker in hand...]

I still have no fucking clue how this works.

[ Kano hops up onto Maverick's desk instead of sitting on the bed, because he likes being tall. ]

First you write MASH up on top, and decide what you want each letter to stand for. Next you choose categories— favorite colors or animals or whatever, anything you want to learn about the other person.

[This is an awful lot of work for drunk Mav, but at least his anxiety about not being able to do it right is dulled by his earlier festivities, so he dutifully writes MASH down and...hm. Kano had them be places he was going to escape to, huh? What...should he put...and why was it MASH specifically? This game really didn't make a ton of sense.]

Okay.

[So... Thinking back to what Kano asked him, now...]

Uh, ffffive people from school.

Hm... You, Minako, Yu~ya, Toki, and Nana-chan!

[ His biases are very obvious, ig, but Maverick's drunk and he's pretty sure he won't remember later, so he doesn't mind. ]

[It's literally being written down??? Evidence... He's also not feeling that drunk, anymore, just an odd mix of awful and more awful.]

Hmm. Five colors.

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