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Ugh, the nerve of her! Akira couldn't even manage to go back to sleep once he made it back to the apartment. Happa had wanted to try to cheer his trainer up, but he was even less fond of the indoors than he was of the outdoors. The walk home hadn't done much good, so he gave up as his trainer offered to return him to his ball. From there, the brunet went inside and flopped on the couch, staring vacantly up at the ceiling.
Luckily, that night he didn't have to work the graveyard shift as was his usual routine. Unluckily, that just gave him more time to dwell on what had just happened, silently seething and boiling over as the events consumed his thoughts. He needed to talk to someone about it, he felt, or he would surely either implode or explode. Sera, Rosie, nor Luke seemed like likely candidates. He still hardly knew them; only that they had a mountain of their own issues to deal with. So there he was, draped oddly across the back of a couch arm when Nate got home from his jobs.
"Hi, honey," he said in a monotone fashion, raising a hand. "How was your day at work?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 7:47 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 8:34 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 8:46 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 8:59 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:02 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:08 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:17 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:34 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 10:03 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 8:22 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 8:41 pm
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"Have to raise the wheat by hand, process it into flour - quality stuff, mind you - and then go handpick and slaughter the Miltank for the meat and-- I mean damn, if I'm putting this much effort into a sandwich, I'm ********' eating the thing myself. She coulda come back sainted for all I care. s**t." It was sounding like that was a far cry from the truth of the matter, though, so that was pointless to consider anyway.
"What, kill you?" His hot chocolate satisfactorily assembled, he leaned against the counter once more to drink it, facing the couch and its occupant. "I ********' doubt it. From what I can tell, she's all over this goody-goody image of hers. Closest she'd get is threatening and then backing off because, you know, she's just so above that. Moral high ground or whatever."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 9:56 pm
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"Oh, right, of course," he answered, nodding. "Sorry, I misunderstood." Whoops.
"No, I guess not," Akira murmured, sinking back down into the couch once more. "Maybe I'm remembering her words wrong, though. She might've meant she thought that she would grow to love him or that they would grow to love each other. Do you want to come sit over here? It's hard having to keep craning my neck back there to face you."
"Anyway, that's not all. She said her parents gave her an alternative - either she marry this guy or her parents threatened to cut her off from all their money. And she's asking me for advice because she doesn't want to do one or the other and either way, who will support the people she's done so much to help? Then she goes on about comforting children as they cry themselves to sleep because their heroes have fallen to Team Rocket. I don't know."
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