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[opheliac]

i just barfed all over my screen, thanks.

[incorrigibles]

[ it does feel longer for him, too, this pause — but it's fine. she can take all the time she wants.

and in the end, his initial answer doesn't come as a text; it comes as audio, his delighted, fond laughter filtering into her device, almost like he's meant to try and type a response and has dissolved into giggles and pressed send for the audio by accident. ]

sorry, sorry

i know you hate mushy stuff

send me the cleaning fee

[opheliac]

thatll be 7 coins.

[incorrigibles]

you got it, boss.

[opheliac]

so. what about ur love junk, huh?

[incorrigibles]

oh

uh

well, i already owe you 7 coins for mushy stuff, i'm not sure i wanna owe you more

[opheliac]

yea ure right. ill end up owing me half ur stash if u start babbling to me about junpei-jumper pants.

[incorrigibles]

well, i mean, to be fair

you did ask

but i'll condense it for your sake. so

it's perfect, thanks for asking. he's perfect

[opheliac]

good. im glad u found someone who u can belong to.

[it's a bittersweet comment. she is happy for him, really, and although she wishes her sister and her father would find better people to belong to... if they feel they are the one, then. well. all she can do is try to accept it. maybe. possibly.

if only her other half was still around. but she knows ekko is the leader of his firelights, and they need him. possibly way more than she needs him. jinx is strong enough to stand on her two feet without the light of her life, but... that doesn't make it easy.]

[incorrigibles]

... yeah. me too.

[ and perhaps it is the honesty she affords him, here, that makes him ask, ] you wanna talk about yours? i mean, i get it if you don't want to, but. if you do, i'm happy to listen, yeah?

[opheliac]

theres nothing too much to talk about, champ. im a free bird.
the romance stuff is not my style.

[incorrigibles]

you sure? cause i remember the last time you talked about stuff, you talked about the one you were, you know

involved with

so i was just thinking... well. it's cool if you don't wanna talk about them, but if you do, i'm here.

[opheliac]

a boy came, and a boy went. thats about sums it up.

[incorrigibles]

... i'm sorry.

to be honest, i don't know what i'd do if... yeah.

cw: talk of death and dying ):

[opheliac]

everyone who gets close to me either leaves or dies. but i cant die, no matter how many times i attempt to.

either someone gets in my way and talks me out of it or itll backfire and hurts or kills them instead.

even in this screwed up simulation, i cant seem to die. it wont let me.

its my curse for being born, i guess. i get to watch everyone else leave me.

jinx :c

[incorrigibles]

maybe it just means your part in the world isn't over, yet.

death's not some kind of relief, jinx. it's not an answer, either.

as for everyone leaving... call me an optimist, but i can't believe that'd be your fate, you know? no one's meant to be alone.

[opheliac]

me being alone means everyone gets to live.

[incorrigibles]

maybe. i can't say for how it is back home for you, and whatever it is you're feeling i'm not gonna tell you those feelings aren't valid

but here? no. you don't have to be alone here. you just don't. i won't accept that.

[opheliac]

ure a real daredevil, huh? whelp! ur funeral. i guess.

ghosty funeral.

[incorrigibles]

remember how we met? that wasn't because of you. instead, you being there helped.

but regardless, i don't really give a damn

i can't speak for anyone else but as long as i'm here you're never gonna be alone

[opheliac]

yea. yea i remember how we met. guess im readlly stuck with u. heh, hope ure ready for a bumpy ride.

🎀?

[incorrigibles]

you are stuck with me, yeah. hundred percent.

and hey, wouldn't have it any other way