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Otome "bend over and cough" Yanagiya ([personal profile] momming) wrote2021-06-06 05:54 pm
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
[she's flopped out on a couch, flicking through notes with a flask in hand. and when she sees otome, she just sighs a little, scrubbing at her face.]

Yeah, no, disaster is an understatement. How are you doing?
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Same.

[... she offers the flask?]
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[her lips are sealed! she sort of laughs a little, very tired.]

Same, girl. [it's absolutely like just straight whiskey, have fun]
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[she takes it back, and takes a swig herself.]

No rest for the doctors, huh. [...] You need any help? I already talked Ichiro and Yamato off the edge tonight, I'm in rare fucking form.
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ahhh, yeah.]

I think - at a certain point, you can't stop them. You just gotta be there for them, instead.
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[a pause, and then, sort of - not shyly, but maybe a little:]

Yeah.

... Do you want a hug? [she maybe looks like she could use one]
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[beau pushes herself up off the couch and wraps her arms around otome - snugly, but not rough, cautious of her injuries. that's her answer - of course it isn't any trouble.]
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[personal profile] disreguarded 2021-06-20 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh... well, beau is very okay with just hugging her for a while. she's pretty decent at it! eventually she will let her go, though.

it's like, an automatic move - she reaches and tucks otome's hair behind her ear. and then a bright red flush settles over her nose.]


... I'll be there, tomorrow.