Oh rad, how the hell is that supposed to work? 'Hey baby, wanna come back to my place and watch me do math?'
[ There's a reason he hasn't so much as thought about math since high school, and he's not about to break his record now. Measurement conversions and weight stacks are the farthest reaches of his comfort level with numbers, thanks. ]
I'm not trying to pull anyone though, dude. You keep me busy enough. Seriously.
[ Dubiously stated, right before Kojiro finally finishes his first drink and then pulls the second one over. Like he's fooling anyone here, and maybe that's part of the problem.
They've fallen into this semi-regular thing. And they don't need a name for it, no strings, no mess, no fuss, and that's all fine. Except that Kojiro likes it, but Reki's young, and he's gonna find something he likes more, and Kojiro's gonna have to be okay with that. Let their thing go. Go back to-- Whatever. And maybe that's a lonely feeling; maybe, possibly, it makes him a little moody sometimes.
So he suggested hanging, sober, like that's gonna help them connect in some way they haven't already. Stupid, now that he actually stops to think about it. Like Reki would actually want to.
And he's scowling down at his drink for a few seconds too long, but can blame that on the hit finally slamming into him like a freight train (because, blissfully, it does), and none of that shit matters anymore.
Nothing matters but nachos, which he starts back in on with gusto. ]
So don't try to teach me cos sin tan or some crap. I forgot it once, and I can do it again.
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[ There's a reason he hasn't so much as thought about math since high school, and he's not about to break his record now. Measurement conversions and weight stacks are the farthest reaches of his comfort level with numbers, thanks. ]
I'm not trying to pull anyone though, dude. You keep me busy enough. Seriously.
[ Dubiously stated, right before Kojiro finally finishes his first drink and then pulls the second one over. Like he's fooling anyone here, and maybe that's part of the problem.
They've fallen into this semi-regular thing. And they don't need a name for it, no strings, no mess, no fuss, and that's all fine. Except that Kojiro likes it, but Reki's young, and he's gonna find something he likes more, and Kojiro's gonna have to be okay with that. Let their thing go. Go back to-- Whatever. And maybe that's a lonely feeling; maybe, possibly, it makes him a little moody sometimes.
So he suggested hanging, sober, like that's gonna help them connect in some way they haven't already. Stupid, now that he actually stops to think about it. Like Reki would actually want to.
And he's scowling down at his drink for a few seconds too long, but can blame that on the hit finally slamming into him like a freight train (because, blissfully, it does), and none of that shit matters anymore.
Nothing matters but nachos, which he starts back in on with gusto. ]
So don't try to teach me cos sin tan or some crap. I forgot it once, and I can do it again.