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I am filled with winter ennui. I'm not down, just...blank. I kind of want to go on hiatus for a few weeks, but I don't think I can quite yet. Maybe early January. In the meantime, apologies if I don't read / write / comment / answer comments / flail / be generally entertaining / supportive / nice / mean as much or as responsively as I should.
It's not you, it's me.
Maybe I'll spend the evening watching the Log Channel and screaming whenever The Hand comes into view.
It's not you, it's me.
Maybe I'll spend the evening watching the Log Channel and screaming whenever The Hand comes into view.
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To say that Box was annoyed was an understatement. He had thought and planned and angsted and finally decided that he was going to let his true love know of...well, his true love. It had been hard thing to do, made only harder that he decided to voice his confession in front of everyone else of akihabara@deep (except for Daruma who had left to change into a "super special costume"). And when he finished, did his true love rip the headphones off his head and come running into his arms?
"Sorry!" Taiko said instead, looking uncomfortable. "But Kaira's back and I'm kinda seeing her now."
"Oh," Box said. There really wasn't much else to say in the sudden silence of the office. He scuffed a toe on the floor and was struck by sudden inspiration. "Well, okay. You weren't even my first choice anyway."
Taiko blinked. "First...what?"
Box whirled and tried to look soulfully in the Page's eyes. This was difficult because Page had started twitching and fiddling with his glasses. "Page! I know I just said that I loved Taiko but I want you to forget that. Because you're really the one I love and there's a really good chance you're not seeing anyone so you won't break my heart with a the head goth girl of a fake cutter band, right?"
"U-u-uh," Page said, looking like his wanted to wrap his scarf around his head and hide.
Izumu got up from her corner and walked over. "No, he's going to break your heart with a hacker girl from a real troubleshooter agency," she said softly, putting a hand on Page's shoulder. Box's eyes widened.
"I-it's n-not pers-s-sonal," Page said, looking contrite. "I b-bet you'd b-be a g-g-g-great boyf-f-friend Box-k-k-un!"
"Does everyone have girlfriends now?!" Box shouted, his hands in fists. "Why didn't anyone tell me? I bet Akira is dating China-chan from the cafe!"
"No, she's not but since she says she's going to go professional on the girl fighting circuit, Akira's not a good choice. Plus, she'd probably beat you up half the time. So I guess everyone of akihabara@deep is hooked up. Well, everyone except..." Taiko's eyes widened and he pointed over Box's shoulder. Box turned around, his heart sinking.
A portly man stood in the doorway of akihabara@deep's office. He had on a knee-length wool coat and a striped scarf wound crazily around his neck. The normally flat hair stuck up in spikes all over. A pair of pipe-cleaner glasses sat on the man's nose.
"L-l-l-l-let's g-g-g-g-e-t phy-phy-phy-phy-si-c-c-c-cal!" Daruma said and then made a face. "Page! Your stutter is really, really annoying! I'm not going to do it, okay? You'll just have to pretend, Box."
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This is HYSTERICAL. OMG BOX.
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Oh God, wonderful. :DDD