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[text]: iruka-senpai... is my brother with you...? he kind of... he disappeared over the night, but he left his sketchbook here. he wouldn't leave without it-- but he isn't picking up his phone or replying and i'm scared something happened to him... imm scared

[ text ]: No, we've been fighting and haven't spoken. He isn't with me. I'll try and get a hold of him and tell him to go home.

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B( wow dONT TAKE UR SHIRT OFF WHATS WRONG WITH YOU

THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE

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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He knew he had withdrawn since the accident, but he wasn't very open before it too.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.

             [ 🍃 ] — ”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.

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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...."

             [ 🍃 ] — ”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.

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"...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."

             [ 🍃 ] — ”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.

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

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

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Someone give him patience. "I feel fine, I guess. It's going fine and the activities are all different."

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

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

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

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

A soft grunt escaped as he was shoved away, frowning slightly and mumbling ‘sorry’.

             [ 🍃 ] — ”A few weeks is a while—" Then again he was sorta busy too. Kind of. Not really.

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"Iruka." He calmly corrected, giving him a brief hug back before shoving him away. "I wasn't gone that long."

             [ 🍃 ] — ”Iru!!" Cue a tight hug from the larger brunette— he hadn’t seen his best friend in forever and day.