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[pristinestar]

Characters: Red and vatheon
Location: Streets!
Time: Morning.
Style: Any.
Status: Open.

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[aimforthesun]

[... He's crying. There's a lot of things Billy doesn't know how to deal with, and crying people is one of them.

Still... Red's been nice enough to him, and he's been in a sentimental mood lately, so he slowly approaches him.]

Hey, um... you okay?

[pristinestar]

[Red couldn't recognize the voice immediately, simply because his mind was still drifting in his current state. But he heard them and as he cried quietly to himself, he lifted a hand to wipe his face and then nodded to reply to Billy.]

... Alfred went home.

[aimforthesun]

[That... hadn't been what he expected to hear. His eyes widen.]

What?

[pristinestar]

Alfred... [he kept his eyes closed as more fell against his cheeks.]

When I woke up, this jacket was on top of me. I went to his room to give it back, but he's not there anymore.

I looked for him, then checked the network... His name isn't listed anymore.

[aimforthesun]

[....

Ha. Of course.

Billy looks away.]

... Well, good riddance. He was annoying.

[He's lying.]

[pristinestar]

[that really caught him off-guard. his eyes open widely for a moment, but he realized the tone in Billy's voice. he didn't mean harm.]

... Yeah. He's better off in his home. [a weak laugh to this] He really has so much pride for... "America."

But my house got a little quieter now...

[aimforthesun]

Keh. He better, since that's my home country.

[...]

Quiet... isn't always so bad?

[pristinestar]

Yes, but I guess I just got too used to hearing his voice too much. I'll be okay, though...

[he lifted his head up now, a happy smile crossing that damp-looking face] Thank you, Billy.

[aimforthesun]

Huh? Oh, um...

[That's... not something he hears often.]

... You're welcome.