Fuda #34

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[This time around, all Tsuzuki recorded was his slurred voice.]

What do you mix -- get if you mix vodka, liquor and raspberry juice?

[A long pause. There''s a clink of the glass. Consider how full of suck the world has been lately, it's a great day for drinking.]

Tatsumi's gone. His things were gone when I checked. There's not a lot of people left now.

So it's time to drink to them.

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[action] i totally overlooked that <<

[idealism]

Twenny-five. 'Soka wanted to live with Draco.

[action] It's okay! So did I!

[neverplaysfair]

I see. [ /filed away for completely innocent purposes ] Are they close?

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[idealism]

Yeah. Rilly close.

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[neverplaysfair]

... Close enough to make you jealous?

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[idealism]

[If he hadn't been so smashingly drunk, Tsuzuki would have been able to mask that overwhelming feeling of being found out. He stares at Joshua, wondering how to approach this, if he's to approach it at all.]

That 'as noth'ng to do with this.

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[neverplaysfair]

It doesn't? Are you sure? [ He glances to the glass Tsuzuki's holding, then back up to his face with a grin. You were the one who invited the world's meanest therapist to drink with you... ]

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[idealism]

[It's downright disturbing how quickly Joshua zeroed in on something that's been gnawing at Tsuzuki's mind for ages. He clings a little too tightly to his glass, so once he noticed Joshua watching him he purposely loosened the grip.]

Hisoka arrived'ere years before me. He needed s'meone.

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[neverplaysfair]

Is that what you tell yourself to make peace with their relationship?

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[idealism]

[His wings fold up tightly on his back, the best outwards sign that he wasn't liking were the conversation's. He lifts his forefinger unsteadily. They need to clear something up right now.]

They don 'ave a relatinship.

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[neverplaysfair]

They are two people who interact with each other. That is called a relationship.

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[idealism]

[He finishes his drink, and the alcohol makes him braver.]

... It both'red me a lot 'n the beginn'ng.

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[neverplaysfair]

Does it still?

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[idealism]

[He hesitates. It's only because he's lonely and hasn't gotten to say this before that makes him tell Joshua.]

Well, itsh not fun bein' replaced. But 'Soka would be misrebla--sad without 'im now.

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[neverplaysfair]

What makes you think you've been replaced?

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[idealism]

['Lot of practice' is what he almost answers, but thinks better of it.]

It's a feelin' I get. I don' know how to explain. You know-at I mean, right?

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[neverplaysfair]

Not at all. Do elaborate.

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[idealism]

Like... like he's bored.

He'sss outgrowin' me.

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[neverplaysfair]

Why do you think that is?

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[idealism]

It wash only a matter of time. Y'know? I musht be doing som'thin' wron.

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[neverplaysfair]

I'm still not seeing how that follows.

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[idealism]

Oh? But it makes peffect sense.

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[neverplaysfair]

Then what makes you think it was inevitable?

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[idealism]

[He doesn't answer, rubbing his face as if it brings him comfort. Looking critically on why he believes that it Must Happen isn't comfortable or fun, so he decides to drink instead.]

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[neverplaysfair]

...

You invite me out here, then ignore me. Is that how it is?

[ Despite the words, his tone of voice doesn't sound annoyed in the slightest. ]

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[idealism]

Iss noth that.

[He blinks quickly, feeling close to tears again. He doesn't know why he thinks the way he does, only that he has no sense of self-worth to battle those insecurities. Alcohol only makes it worse.]

Hav'n't you ever felt like --like some people would have a better life without you in it?

Thero--theoricl-. Y'know.