liveslaughsloves | [limelight

'M not gonna friend break up with you, dude.

You don't know that.

You don’t know I will either, so don’t write it off. Gimme a chance, okay?

[oh no.

when he puts it like that...]

..........

Y-Yeah. Okay.

Sorry.

[turns into an ostrich

so he can lean over and peck the side of Yue’s face very gently]

It’s okay.

[Cobalt might have been the one who turned into an ostrich, but now Yue is the one giving a surprised squawk at that]

Aaaaaaaaa okay.

Relax a little, dude.

[sighs and sits down on the bedroom floor, long legs folded under him]

[

there's a large flightless bird sitting in the middle of my room]

—I'm chill??

Okay, wasn’t sure.

[.............. sits in front of him because it's awkward otherwise]

I just don't think I'm... particularly good at friendship.

Yeah, so you gotta practice.

... Is that how it works?

Pretty much. It’s a separate skill from like, the people skills they actually hand you in Sirens, or at least that’s the impression I’ve gotten.

... Everyone's fake, so you can't really take anyone—anything at face value.

Is it okay if I’m real blunt about that for a sec?

Go off.

I think that really sucks and sometimes I wish I could kidnap all the Sirens I’ve got to know here outta Sirens. Not like in a creepy way. But just like, an enforced no-performing no-masking no-shucks-this-is-all-just-part-of-being-a-performer sabbatical. I know every one of you has a reason they’re doing it and this isn’t actually about me but holy moly holy cow holy butternut squash.

Also I wanna invent a mechanical dog that can defend people AND call security the second someone starts being weird at them because of Sirens.

[drums his dumb feet against the ground in irritation!!!]

Okay I’m done.

[this face as he listens to all of that]

[oh he really went off]

[looks at his big feet as he drums them]

[and he laughs. gentle, genuinely amused]

I'm sorry. Most people don't even realize, I think. But we've been here long enough now that maybe you've caught on to all of us who do it.

[pauses, like deliberating whether to keep going on or not]

[a little sigh, then his voice softens even more]

... Lea's been that for me many times before. The dog thing.

Sometimes literally.

[a beat]

... Well, more the defending and less calling security. We usually don't get to that part.

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done