sixteenth.

[fortheoldworld]

Side notes to you guys-

Near, you're going clothes shopping, I can't stand it any more.

Eve, we're getting ice cream soon.

Yoite, hope your meds are well.

BELPHEGOR, I REALLY, REALLY HATE YOU.

Konata, question.

Comments

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[royal_ripper]

2/3, I lied.

[royal_ripper]

[royal_ripper]

Did you actually catch the plague?

[fortheoldworld]

You make me wish I had.

Remember that.

[royal_ripper]

Your painkillers didn't last very long.

[fortheoldworld]

Good.

[royal_ripper]

It doesn't hurt any more, though.

[fortheoldworld]

Pity.

So. You know that I hate you, right? I mean, you're sure on that and everything. You're not mistaking it for anything else. I don't like you. You're comprehending? Yes?

[royal_ripper]

I'm a genius, Mello, you don't have to repeat yourself. It's boring.

[fortheoldworld]

I'm boring. You don't like boring things. Glad that's settled.

[royal_ripper]

What's wrong?

[fortheoldworld]

You.

[royal_ripper]

I'm a Prince. I'm never wrong.

[fortheoldworld]

Whatever.

Seriously, though, we aren't friends or anything. Or anything.

[fortheoldworld]

Ever.

[fortheoldworld]

Ever.