Friday night wut.

[mysisterishot]

God bless the Tokyo hookers. They know all the cheap places to eat.

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[nami_ga_ii]

....what?

[mysisterishot]

...what what?

[nami_ga_ii]

You're associating with hookers?

[mysisterishot]

Yeah, why not?

[nami_ga_ii]

Why?

[mysisterishot]

Why not? Some of them are good people.

[nami_ga_ii]

Fine. I'll take your word for it.

[mysisterishot]

You are not convincing.

[mysisterishot]

I don't like you when you are not convincing.

[nami_ga_ii]

And yet I adore you all the time, whether you are convincing or trying to kick me in the face.

I especially adore you though when you bring home tacos.

[mysisterishot]

They are good tacos. And cheap. See? Hookers are good for things.

[nami_ga_ii]

Some might argue they're good for other things too. *Came over, sliding his arms around Gokudera. It was cuddle time.*

Thank you. I'll stop being a jerk now. I'm sorry. *Kissed his cheek.*

[mysisterishot]

*glares at him*

Could'a been one of them. So easy. If I'd'a stuck with the meth, I'd be there.

*looks away*

[nami_ga_ii]

*Whoawhoa this is the first time he's hearing about this. But, for once, he stayed calm and just smiled and stroked his hair.*

Life can be very hard, no matter how "good" of a family you're born into. You're on a good path now and that's what counts.

[mysisterishot]

*shrugs away from him*

Life's shitty. For everybody. Nobody's trash. Not even the hookers.

*stubborn!face*

[nami_ga_ii]

I understand. It's one of my goals to make sure no more children end up straying down that path.

Come on.. *Gently, he'd pull him close again and tip his head down to peck him briefly. He could taste a little alcohol there, so he rubbed Gokudera's sides gently as he spoke again.*

Let's sit down. I'll get you some water.