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i say i'm scared of the water

terrified of drowning

and amazed by those who can brave it

but right now i just feel like embracing it and sleeping.

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... Was it bad he just wanted to run away from it all? He just... he was just tired, he had lost all interest for his drawings and withdrew to his room whenever he got home.

Touya couldn't do much... he was a decent student with nice art skills-- but no idea what to do. He had nice looks, but a weak personality that kept him from having many long-term friends-- and the only one he did have... probably hated him or something.

He was stuck in an endless, tiring loop. And so fingers began to mindlessely pack some clothes... snacks-- all while everyone was asleep. Touya didn't know where he wanted to go, or what to do. He didn't know what he wanted anymore.

He began to step outside-- when he finally felt the heated stinging of tears in his eyes. Touya knew what he wanted-- he just wanted to disappear and wipe himself out of everyone's memory-- they'd be happier that way.

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”Actually... do you want to join me at the diner? I kinda... lied about the whole dinner thing-- or rather it's just become habit to ask it by now; Mom hasn't been home in a few days." He looked over his shoulder towards the ravenette, looking more tired than usually. There was some wedge between them-- and he didn't want it there, not with Iruka.

He stayed silent because he was scared. Scared to say the honest truth to his childhood friend—he always seemed to mess up somehow when he told him how he was feeling.

He knew he had withdrawn since the accident, but he wasn’t very open before it too. He slowly sat himself down on the bench and looked down at his ankles—he was pushing himself again. He could feel that burn and he felt like he deserved it.

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”She always makes too much anyways... she has since I can remember. Anyways I guess I'm gonna see what else I need to do..." Hands placed themselves in his pockets, expression unreadable.

             [ 🍃 ] — ”I'm happy for you, Iruka... that you're getting help for your ankles and trying to pick your life up." A tired smile was given to him before he began to walk away.

He slowly stuck his hands away again, bangs obscuring his face. They were getting long—he’d need to cut them soon, but for right now they were working. “…Sorry. I don’t want your mom wasting money on extra food anyway….”

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”Ah. That's fine then." Touya fell quiet, shifting his gaze away from the smaller male. He actually wasn't going to head home to dinner, but go to some fast-food restaurant and eat there... it was just habit to ask by now.

"…You always get upset if I say no. I know you’re trying to—I suppose, include me or whatever, but I don’t need to be. I’m fine."

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”I said if you wanted to. And that sounds good... I'm glad to hear that, Iruka. I really am." He gave Iruka a small smile, biting at the inside of his cheek slightly.

"I’m doing a lot, okay? New braces, exercises—things that will help me in the long run…and if you want me to."

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AAAAAAAHHHH! Omg!!! My life is complete! X3 

Plus check out those chiseled chests 0///0

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”... Ah. That's kind of vague though. Um, did you want to drop by for dinner tonight?"

Someone give him patience. “I feel fine, I guess. It’s going fine and the activities are all different.”

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”You are?! Iru-- how's that going-- do you feel better? What activities are you doing for it?" Help, the questions are spewing out.

"I was doing things to help my ankles—obviously out of town since you probably came looking for me."

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ヾ(＠⌒ー⌒＠)ノ

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             [ 🍃 ] — ”Oh... well I guess time passes by fast if you're doing stuff... has anything happened?"

"It isn’t…well, for me it wasn’t." He shrugged and stuffed his hands back into his pockets.