PRIVATE CONVERSATION: May 27 (Akira-Yuusuke)

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[notalways_right]

Works for me.

[And he'll get to it, piling in the pillows.]

When I suggested it, I didn't think you were actually a pillow fort kind of guy.

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Not like we have much else to do. [Besides, you know, contemplate murder.]

I used to make these sometimes, with... well, a friend of mine.

[He begins using his incredible talent of being tall to set up the sheets.]

[notalways_right]

Yeah? What was your friend like?

[He doubts he'll need the information later, but maybe he'll find a nugget in it. And if not, it'll make for a good, easy cover once they have the fort set up.]

[infiltrationtools]

What was she like?

[Hoo boy. How does one just describe Futaba Sakura...]

Well, she really enjoyed things like this. Even if it was a bit childish, we would hunker down in pillow forts and play video games and eat snacks all night.

...It was pretty fun.

[He sounds... wistful, but in the way one does when they're trying really hard not to sound wistful.]

[notalways_right]

[Hmmm...]

Girlfriend?

[If it's a girl, and a friend, and someone he stayed with all night...]

[infiltrationtools]

[ ... ?!? ]

No! God, no. Nothing like that!

[It legitimately didn't even cross his mind that it could be interpreted that way. But thinking back — oh yeah. Shit.]

If anything, she's more like my sister...

[notalways_right]

[The reaction gets a snort of laughter from Yuusuke.]

Ahh, so that's how it is.

[How do you always sound so judgey, Yuusuke. How do you do this.]

Well, being a big brother's tough work! At least if it's a friend, you already get along.

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[It certainly does sound judgey, and that seems to set Akira on edge a little.]

We do. We get along very well.

[He sounds faintly defensive, all of a sudden, as he hangs the remaining sheets off of the ones he's already secured.]