Not Again! With Beau

[shortforever]

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[shortforever]

[Ok, that gets him to stop.]

Really? Why a relief?

[disreguarded]

[ hm. she pauses, and then: ]

What, you're not tired of this shit?

[shortforever]

Maybe a little? But you know, this isn't too far off from what life is actually like. It's not always life-or-death like this, but most of living is pretty shitty. You have to put up with the shit to get to the few good days here and there.

[disreguarded]

[ another pause. ]

You're like twelve, you're not allowed to be existential like that.

[shortforever]

I'm fifteen, thank you very much.

[disreguarded]

Whatever. [ she's so rude, god ] I just mean it'd be easier to hang out in the afterlife and let everybody else solve this shit for a change.

[shortforever]

Technically you don't have to solve this shit right now. There's some people who do jack-all at trials. You can take a week off and just sip a drink at one of the other tables or something. And you can do that without suffering the pain of dying.

[disreguarded]

[ as dryly as possible: ] What if I want to suffer the pain of dying. Don't take that from me.

[shortforever]

You can take that talk and go hang out with Dazai. I'm sure he'd love the company.

[disreguarded]

[ chuuya would've hated asch and beau's conversation the other night that's for sure. beau's lips twitch. ]

I'll pass. I'm still mad at him for making me stick my hand to your forehead for an hour.

[shortforever]

[Chuuya hates Asch right now, so that's valid.]

I'll just say 'at least it was my forehead'.

[She could have covered his mouth and got her hand drooled on.]

[disreguarded]

Yeah, it could've been much, much worse. [ erugh. ]