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Who: BAD END = DUMB END and others
When: post-game
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[SO.

THAT SUCKED.

THAT REALLY REALLY SUCKED.

TIME TO FLOP INTO OUR SUCKY DORMS AFTER A SUCKY GAME.

I GUESS PEOPLE CAN COME OVER TO... Y'KNOW... IF THEY WANNA.]

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I dunno what you can do right now. They're probably gonna be sore for a bit.

But ya probably feel like ya gotta do somethin'.

... with the whole group thing... I'll probably have to let Hiryuu take the reins.

And then Maki and A...

[just. it's such a mess. why is he sober.

DRINKING THE REST OF THIS CUP]

Did ya talk with both of 'em, or just Maki?

... a little.

I think A has an understanding of how it went, but...

[his unit was the one hit.]

... Do ya think they're the types to forgive ya, eventually?

... I don't know.

A, maybe.

Maki, less so, huh?

It hit more personally.

[holding out cup??? like.]

[ ok boss POURING MORE FOR HIM. ]

I bet. But... I figure if ya give it some time - - it's not gonna all be okay but you can talk it out with her.

[if you think he's not going to drink himself into oblivion, that was your mistake]

If I take too long, it'll be bad. But yeah... it's. Mostly in her court. The ball is.

Too soon and it'd still be too sore, right? But.. Yeah. You don't wanna wait too long. To play ball with her.

[ if we're sticking with that metaphor.]

Yeah...

I don't want to make her cry again.

[except pretty sure that's gonna happen.]

[ buddy 8(]

Pretty sure any guy with a shred o' decency would agree with ya there. But - - she seems tough, too.

[... come to think of it.

lifting up his shirt to poke at where she nailed him with a fist to the gut.

it's probably bruising lovely.]

Yeah, she is.

[scary, too.]

Wow.

She got ya pretty good, huh?

[ he drops a hand to poke too. definitely impressed. ]

She did have me pinned to a wall.

Ya let her, I figure?

[... just kind of shrugs.

drinking more.]

-- hey, don't go too wild on that. I still gotta pretend I'm the responsible one here.

[. . . idk what you expected if not Boss looking you dead in the eye and then downing the rest of that cup in one shot.]

[ - - reaches forward, to gently try to grab his arm and holds out his other hand for the cup. ]

Hey, I'm serious. It's not good to go overboard on that stuff.

[fine. you can have the cup back.]

How much worse can it make it?

[like, just saying. it's already pretty fucking bad sober.]

I'm not lettin' ya get alcohol poisonin' because you feel like shit.

Two cups isn't enough to poison...

[he... thinks.

but also he IS starting to feel that first cup for sure, now.]

Well I don't want ya blackout drunk either.

[ he's leaning forward a bit, double checking his pupils, how red he looks. ]