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[inthejunk]

[Anyone familiar with Souji Seta's apartment will recognize where Yosuke is immediately. He's sitting on the bed, which is unmade in a way it never would be if Souji had anything to say about it. There are cups of tea sitting around too, abandoned and forgotten. For all of that, Yosuke doesn't seem relaxed or well-rested. He just looks a little mussed and out of it.]

I'unno 'f anyone. Uh. Who needsta know. But somebody...he had a job. So-so, 'f you worked with him he's not playin' hooky, alright? I waited t' make sure. A while. Long time. 'Cause he wasn't answering, so I-um.

Anyway, 'm doin' this wrong. I just mean-um. Mean that Souji Seta is gone. Is all. So, please excuse him from work.

[Sorry, Portians. He's usually friendler, really. It's just been a bad month. Wake him up when September ends?]

(OoC: For people who don't know, Souji Seta is Yosuke's canon best friend and was his sole cast mate. Who also made the mistake of giving him a bottle of vodka to celebrate his 17th birthday. Whoops.)

Comments

[inthejunk]

[That gets a funny twitch that wants to be a smile, but can't quite manage. Yosuke nods again.]

Yeah. Me-mine too. He savesh people...did...saved. Y'know. A lot.

[mediumdrip]

I know.

I'm sorry.

[inthejunk]

Yeah...

[What else is there to say? He's sorry, too. So far, all of the sorry in the world isn't helping. But there's no reason to trouble a guy who's practically a stranger about it. Plus, this dude cares that Souji is gone too. If anything, Yosuke wants to thank the guy for it, as stupid and pointless and actually kind of insulting as that would be. He doesn't, though. He just nods.]

Me too.

[mediumdrip]

Is there anything I can do for you?

[inthejunk]

No. That wash preddy good.

[mediumdrip]

Are you sure? You sound like you could use a friend?

[inthejunk]

Yeah...

Uh. No. I meannono...can't even keep the onesh I had. Better-um. Slow down. Right?

[mediumdrip]

Okay. Look, just take care of yourself. Souji would want you to be in one piece, especially if he ends up coming back.

[inthejunk]

Too late.

[He holds up his broken arm, with a shrug. Get it?]

[mediumdrip]

Ouch. Sorry.

[inthejunk]

'S getting better.

[mediumdrip]

How long ago did it happen?

[inthejunk]

...A while.

[Sorry, Blaine. That while Hunt thing is still not fun to talk about. So he's just ginna shrug it off.]

Cast'sposeda come off soon.

[mediumdrip]

Did you get people to sign it?

[inthejunk]

[That gets another oddly pained look, but also a nod.]

Mmhm, a few 'f my friendsh signed it.