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[imaginemeandyuu]

Who: Anyone
When: Day 49, Late afternoon/early evening
Where: Anywhere
What: Mingling

[This is a mingle! GO WILD.]

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[anklets]

[Makes a soft sound of frustration, palming one hand through her hair.] Then why is it so hard to admit that you're with one another?

[hallucinogenetic]

[blinks]

It's not.

[anklets]

[BUT]

[anklets]

"None of your business!" "Who said it's your business?" "How I feel isn't your business!"

How is that easily admitting anything, Yuu Kanda?

[hallucinogenetic]

You were asking about flowers!

[anklets]

And you got defensive! Kanda always gets defensive when I ask him about Alma! Screaming and yelling and avoiding the topic and running away! Something having to do with Alma is what I expect now, if I hear "none of your business".

[hallucinogenetic]

Because it's personal.

[anklets]

A lot of things in life are, Kanda! That doesn't mean you have to shut everyone out.

[hallucinogenetic]

It doesn't mean I'm obligated to reveal everything! What the hell would anybody even do with me talking about my feelings all the time, anyway? If you want to know something or talk about something just ask me properly!

[anklets]

I don't want you to reveal everything. All I asked was whether the flowers were for Alma, and you got snappish.

[hallucinogenetic]

Yes, they're for Alma! . . . yes, we're together! Yes, I love him.

[crushing the flowers a little but whatever. Alma will still take them]

[anklets]

...





I'm happy.

[hallucinogenetic]

. . .

Me, too.

[anklets]

You deserve it. You deserve it so much.

[hallucinogenetic]

. . . I don't. Life isn't about what we deserve,

I'm going to hold onto it anyway.

[anklets]

[Reaches up and pulls on his cheek briefly.] I think I just heard Kanda saying he doesn't deserve happiness.

[hallucinogenetic]

[catches her wrist, but doesn't pull away]

. . . it doesn't matter what we deserve. You think we deserve all the shit we've been through?

We have what can hold onto. I'm going to be happy.

[anklets]

I think it matters what good things you deserve. But... if believing it doesn't makes you happiest, that's okay.

[anklets]

I just want you to have reason to smile, and you do.

[hallucinogenetic]

The idea of karma . . . doesn't mean much. I can't hang anything on—expectations, or any sort of . . . che. Cosmic justice. I don't believe in anything like that. After everything, how can I?

[pauses, looking at her]

. . . are you crying . . .

[anklets]

['Cosmic justice'. That is pretty hilarious a concept. Nods, then shakes her head, then turns her face away to scrub at her eyes.]

No, you're imagining things.

[hallucinogenetic]

. . .



[holds a flower out to her]

[anklets]

Ah...

[Takes... it...]

[anklets]

[Puts it in her hair.]

[hallucinogenetic]

Much better than blotchy.