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REPLICA.

WHAT THE HELL.

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Stop that!

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All right, all right.

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... Wh-what's that look for?

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I'm sulking.

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Just because I told you to stop giving me a hard time?

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Because you took away my entertainment for the next half hour.

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If you wanted entertainment you could have asked.

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[WAITING.]

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Give me a minute.

I'm trying to figure out if you meant what I thought you meant.

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For Lorelei's sake, get in here.

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I should've expected as much. Teenagers these days.

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[SPLUTTER.]

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Take it easy, I'm coming.

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Don't bother if it's a hassle for you.

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Shut up.

[And this is Guy not bothering to knock.]

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[And this is Asch sitting up in bed to make room for him.]

Didn't take you very long.

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I was just outside.

[Guy takes a seat beside Asch, closer than is allowed platonically.] It's nice now that the rain's finally stopped.

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[Asch certainly isn't going to protest, shifting a bit to sit shoulder to shoulder.]

...Yeah. I was getting tired of listening to it.

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[Guy takes it a step further and leans his head against Asch's, cheek to temple.] Yeah...it's soothing for a while, but then it just gets to be kind of depressing.

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[And again, no protest. There's a long pause, but after a minute Asch slides his hand down to brush against Guy's, silently asking permission.]

Rain without a thunderstorm... it's kind of pointless.

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[Sigh. You dumb kid. Guy takes Asch's hand and squeezes; they aren't going to get very far if Asch thinks he has to ask permission to touch him.]

I've never thought of it that way.

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[He's not used to touching, Guy :| Be nice. Asch squeezes back, lacing their fingers together and smiling veeeery faintly.]

I used to like thunderstorms as a kid, even if they kind of scared me.

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Sleeping in Dist's chair. [Resting his cheek atop Asch's hair instead, kind of letting his lips touch it.] Because it smelled like fontech.