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Who: Anyone!
When: Day 41, Noon
Where: Common Room
What: Mingle!

[In the common room, there are large stacks of colored paper on a simple wood table, a bowl filled with all different types of writing tools, and a small sign.]

What do you desire?

[Feel free to draw or write or mingle. Kain may be around.]

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Why would we waste time working for decaffeinated coffee?

We've drank it before.

. . . when we ran out of the rest of what we had.

Well, yes. For all the trouble we have to go through for it here, we should make sure we have a good stock of normal coffee.

Mm, I completely agree.

What else do we need? A mini fridge? I really don't like the thought of keeping so many drinks around the underaged. . .

Er, present company excluded.

[snort]

A mini-fridge would be nice.

On the list it goes then. I've really been bad getting things together lately. But anyway, actually working for these things is going to be far more productive than just writing them out for this guy. (That and I don't trust any god's so called idle curiosity.)

I've been pretty bad at it too. My mood's pretty rotten, so I haven't felt like it . . . ah, but we could try to go together and see if we can't double-up on these things to make it go faster, like we started doing.

. . .? Has anything really bad happened? But yeah, that sounds like the best way to go about it! We could actually make our living space, er, livable. At a least a bit comfortable.

[in answer to the question, shrugs, pauses, then lightly taps the crossed off section of his paper] Among other things.

That would be nice. There's plenty of room to do what we want with it.

Ah. . .mm, there's no helping that. Other things?

We'll make it into something we can call home, at least for now.

Mm, I know. And I feel a little like how Kaito must feel, sometimes. Regarding doubles.

. . . we need bookcases. And books. Eventually.

Minichi starting to rub you the wrong way?

Aaah, I haven't read a decent book in a long time. Necessities first, then books.

He nags. And he's a smug bastard. . . . worse than me. I think he brings out my worst qualities.

Right, right.

. . .

[takes a pencil and doodles a couple stick figures. ONE SHORT ONE TALL three guesses, it's shinichi]

Well, he is your old self. A walking bundle of everything you've had time to look back on. Anyone would be irritated by that.

It isn't looking at him that irritates me. It's him turning around and telling me - oh, I don't know, eat more, stop drinking, things like that.

(Eh. . .that's MY job. Drinking aside.)

How long has he been at it? I know he's probably just thinking he knows what's best between you two, but.

Do you know that idiot made a deal with Albinia for a temporary antidote? He said it while he was like that.

[the unsaid COMPARISONS Shinichi was probably making are ttly obvious]

. . .ah. . .

[scribbles over the paper, crumpling it up]

If he was trying to prove something, don't let it get to you. You're well off enough.

He wasn't. Not like that, anyway.

Genuine concern. . .?

Who the hell knows.

. . .

Do you think he's better off?

[shrugs]