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[cake_is_a_bang]

 GUYS. It's the end of January! Which can only mean one thing: it's almost February! Which can only mean one thing, yeah: VALENTINE'S DAY.

Let's decorate the cafe again, un! I went shopping yesterday and found the most perfect tablecloths! They're white with these cute lace frills and pink hearts and Cupids! They are the SO CUTE, un. We HAVE TO USE

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[bloodwithcoffee]

Deidara. Stop being such a girl. Seriously. Konan's more manly than you. And I'm not even trying to insult her.

[cake_is_a_bang]

I'm not being a girl, asshole!!! You just don't appreciate the art of decorating, un.

[bloodwithcoffee]

Sure I do. My flat's awesome.
I'm just wasting my time in trying to give your testosterone a kick in the ass.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Blood and gore does not count as decorating, yeah.

Leave my testosterone alone!!

[bloodwithcoffee]

What do I fucking look like? A lunatic? Seriously. I don't paint my walls black and pray to some heathen god, goddamnit.

Someone's got to do something about it, it's hibernating.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Yes. You don't? I thought you would, yeah.

No they don't. And it's not.

[bloodwithcoffee]

You have absolutely no taste.

Sure they do.
For both those statements.
If you feel so strongly about it, there you go -- prove it.

[cake_is_a_bang]

I'm not the one with my walls painted literally blood red.

Shut up, un.

[bloodwithcoffee]

My walls aren't fucking red, though that would be sorta nice. Stop speculating already. Seriously. Annoying prick.

You can't prove it, can you? Heh. Knew it.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Are you planning to paint your walls with blood then?

[bloodwithcoffee]

Not a bad idea. I would, but my landlord's gonna whine like a pussy about it and kick me on the streets.

[cake_is_a_bang]

Move into your church then.

[bloodwithcoffee]

Stop being a fucking dimwit. I might move your face into the fucking wall.