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WHO: satisfiedsigner and shiromadoushi
WHERE: starting at HT then...elsewhere...
WHEN: July 20, sometime after this
WARNINGS: wonton destruction of things and idk we'll see
SUMMARY: Very poor coping with Bruno's disappearance. Kiryu and Bakura are totally masters at this by now.
FORMAT: Para!
Bruno was gone. He didn't want to believe it, but that message earlier had pretty much confirmed it. And Bruno's stupid sappy message that he'd gotten the day before that just made everything worse.
And Alastair was halfway across the world. It was the perfect time to spend the night alone with him but he wasn't even here for that.
So he'd roped Bakura into being his drinking buddy. They probably needed to spend more time together anyway, and Bakura had been looking pretty depressed...what better way was there to stop being so upset for a while?
And that was how they'd ended up on the couch with several bottles sitting on the table. And even though Kiryu hadn't wanted to keep thinking about things, those thought weren't gone anywhere.
"...I really hate the 'Porter. Really, really hate..."
WHERE: starting at HT then...elsewhere...
WHEN: July 20, sometime after this
WARNINGS: wonton destruction of things and idk we'll see
SUMMARY: Very poor coping with Bruno's disappearance. Kiryu and Bakura are totally masters at this by now.
FORMAT: Para!
Bruno was gone. He didn't want to believe it, but that message earlier had pretty much confirmed it. And Bruno's stupid sappy message that he'd gotten the day before that just made everything worse.
And Alastair was halfway across the world. It was the perfect time to spend the night alone with him but he wasn't even here for that.
So he'd roped Bakura into being his drinking buddy. They probably needed to spend more time together anyway, and Bakura had been looking pretty depressed...what better way was there to stop being so upset for a while?
And that was how they'd ended up on the couch with several bottles sitting on the table. And even though Kiryu hadn't wanted to keep thinking about things, those thought weren't gone anywhere.
"...I really hate the 'Porter. Really, really hate..."