parodeity | WEEK ONE: WEDNESDAY EVENING, on the way to room 112...

WEEK ONE: WEDNESDAY EVENING, on the way to room 112...

[ so pretty near curfew it should be easy for kaito to run into his youngest roommate kind of. storming in a way he normally does not? he looks frustrated and upset instead of pokerfaced for like two seconds before he notices kaito, does a double-take, and locks his expression down.

he raises a hand in a wave. it's his left hand, and his left pointer finger is wrapped an splinted, as is the right pinky on his other hand. why this? ]

Sup.

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As in you ain't willin' to step up and share yet, or as in whatever the fuck you do doesn't have an effect until later.

[ he doesn't really expect an answer either way, tbh. ]

[ducks his head, a bit guiltily]

. . . sorry. I know I said I'd avoid the caginess if it meant saving lives. [but--] What I got won't help me run interference against any murders, though. That's for sure.

So it's somethin' that might make it easier to cause one.

[ he doesn't sound. like. worried. HE'S JUST LIKE "COOL, THATS INFORMATION, THANKS," ]

And it's chill. If you want to trade ever I'm down, if not, whatever y'know?

. . . [laughs. it's wry]

You're pretty sharp, Dave.

[lifts his head again and grins]

Gimme some time to figure things out a li'l more, yeah? And when that time comes, I'll share.

And you can decide at that moment if you wanna return the favor or not, too.

Edited 2017-05-25 04:39 (UTC)

It's genetic. [ though rose got most of it. ] But sure. When the time comes, I'll return the favor, don't worry. We'll probably have a better idea by the weekend if we wanna go there or not.

[the relief returns to his expression]

Right.

Though I've gotta admit, as naive as it is, I'm still holding out hope that no one decides to get stabby with each other before Thursday night is over.