Yeah? As if you don't like it when I'm asking demands from you. Does it make you feel useful? That I'm giving you all sorts of attention?
[ A pause, then. ]
Listen. I don't mess around with people when they're drunk, but when you get here, you may stay the night with me if you'd like... just for sleeping. Sleeping and eating. Nothing more.
I dhon’ know, but I dhon’ mind it comingh from yhou.
[ pay attention, choso. listen, choso. Toji’s tone grips him, leads him along step after plodding step like a little red lead stretching out into the distance like a guide. ]
[ the slowing of choso’s pattering coincides with the approach of footsteps down the hall leading to Brimstone, the huff of his breath twinned to Toji’s sharp ears.
when choso finally knocks at the door to announce his arrival, it’s a clatter of knuckles on alloy twofold.
naturally, he doesn’t wait before he just lets himself in anyway. ]
[ The second that Choso comes through the door is the second the putrid scent of alcohol hits Toji's sensitive nose, but it's followed by a scent of food. Toji's been sitting on the edge of his bed with his lounge clothes on and instantly he stands, going to Choso like a hungry animal and instantly reaching for the bag. ]
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then a snort. ]
Shhhut yhour fuckh, you. I’m gonna feed you.
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[ this suddenly got suggestive .. ]
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All the time! Every. Every time.
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[ A pause, then. ]
Listen. I don't mess around with people when they're drunk, but when you get here, you may stay the night with me if you'd like... just for sleeping. Sleeping and eating. Nothing more.
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[ pay attention, choso. listen, choso. Toji’s tone grips him, leads him along step after plodding step like a little red lead stretching out into the distance like a guide. ]
Ohkay. I hundersthand. Horizhontal ish fine.
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Say that again?
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[ this guy is just.. he’s so hard to read sometimes. But Toji shouldn’t be irritated: he is the one that made the suggestive comment. ]
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I don’t do that because I don’t like receiving.
[ — most of the time. ]
Doing that implies you’re helping the top get ready for that. Does that answer your question?
[ ??? ]
You’re taking your damn time getting here. Are you lost?
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Now I have no idea what queshtun I was asking. Your cock sssslapped it away. Don’ you ever want to do it juss’ because?
[ listen to him, bandying these crass words about like he didn’t just get intimately acquainted with them only a month or so ago.
the pitter patter of travel nevertheless picks up a notch. ]
I’m ghhoing, I’m ghoing. Not everyone has giant feet like yhou. Big, giant legs.
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[ … ]
I guess.. sixty-nine is kind of fun.
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[ patter. the familiar hiss and slide of the main base doors, more rustling. ]
Wha’ssa si’sty-nine?
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You have a brain computer. Look it up.
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patter. faster now, like he’s begun to finally hustle in earnest, only this close to the goal. ]
Also it’s busy hostin’ this call.
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[ and then silence. He’s not giving him that satisfaction so easily. ]
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[ the slowing of choso’s pattering coincides with the approach of footsteps down the hall leading to Brimstone, the huff of his breath twinned to Toji’s sharp ears.
when choso finally knocks at the door to announce his arrival, it’s a clatter of knuckles on alloy twofold.
naturally, he doesn’t wait before he just lets himself in anyway. ]
Tadaimaaa.
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Give me that.
[ followed by: ]
Sit down. Right there.
[ bed pls ]
Do you feel sick? How much did you drink?
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