[ A sigh. He's still essentially disowned by her, even if she seems to look at him more favourably now than before. ]
Maybe Kondo could talk to her. Or maybe it's better to give her a bit of space for a while. But both of those might backfire ...
[ He slowly tips over to the side, draping his arms over the armrest of the couch and putting his head on them. Ah, maybe he should move to the bed after this ... ]
She seems to think memories are important. Maybe do something meaningful. [ Yaaawn. ] Put together a scrapbook, I dunno. You're good at sentimental.
Ah. I guess he's better at this... family thing than us.
[ Which makes sense, really. Kondo is a "father" in his own makeshift family of misfits, after all. And they're just a bunch of broken orphans. ]
I don't really want to tell him about it, though. He seemed mad enough last time. Maybe if I give her a bit of time she'll at least tell me what she wants...
[ A bunch of broken orphans who try their best. But perhaps they are not really meant to be parents ... ]
I don't know if he'd be mad this time.
[ He yawns again and sits back up, grunting at the thank you that isn't said but they both know is there. Arms stretched about his head, he stands up, a little wobbly, and rubs at the back of his head as he makes for the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Katsura's free to follow, of course. In fact, he rather expects it. ]
[ It's not about gay though? Just. If Katsura has more pressinng matters to talk about.
But Gintoki's only brushing them now because he fell asleep on the couch without doing that. Nothing unusual at all. But if Katsura's staying in the living room, he'll return there after he's done with the brushing and taking a dump. ]
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[ A sigh. He's still essentially disowned by her, even if she seems to look at him more favourably now than before. ]
Maybe Kondo could talk to her. Or maybe it's better to give her a bit of space for a while. But both of those might backfire ...
[ He slowly tips over to the side, draping his arms over the armrest of the couch and putting his head on them. Ah, maybe he should move to the bed after this ... ]
She seems to think memories are important. Maybe do something meaningful. [ Yaaawn. ] Put together a scrapbook, I dunno. You're good at sentimental.
[ Like he isn't, too.
But that's a secret. ]
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[ Which makes sense, really. Kondo is a "father" in his own makeshift family of misfits, after all. And they're just a bunch of broken orphans. ]
I don't really want to tell him about it, though. He seemed mad enough last time. Maybe if I give her a bit of time she'll at least tell me what she wants...
...that's not a bad idea. [ Thank you, Gintoki. ]
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I don't know if he'd be mad this time.
[ He yawns again and sits back up, grunting at the thank you that isn't said but they both know is there. Arms stretched about his head, he stands up, a little wobbly, and rubs at the back of his head as he makes for the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Katsura's free to follow, of course. In fact, he rather expects it. ]
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[ No why would he want to watch Gintoki brushing his teeth? He's not that gay yet. Although it is a bit weird he's brushing it only now. ]
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But Gintoki's only brushing them now because he fell asleep on the couch without doing that. Nothing unusual at all. But if Katsura's staying in the living room, he'll return there after he's done with the brushing and taking a dump. ]
Anything else?
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Ah, I don't think so. Did everything come out all right?
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Yeah.
If that's all, are you gonna leave me in peace already?
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[ Sighs. ]
Yes, yes, of course. You helped me a lot.
[ And so he'll leave. Again. Don't worry he'll show up again before you start missing it. ]
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