[ because it’s Nanami, he thinks back. because it’s Nanami, he sifts through message logs until he finds the conversation that curdles his blood to revisit.
rather than paraphrase, he simply sends a copy of the log with the kind of weighty finality of dropping a limb on the teacher’s desk. ]
TEXT; @BANKERBOY
Your fight with Itadori was about the Vegas trip?
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yes, it was.
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What did you say?
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Please, Choso.
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rather than paraphrase, he simply sends a copy of the log with the kind of weighty finality of dropping a limb on the teacher’s desk. ]
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It's not their fault. It's not their fault. It's not their fault.
Reminding himself that both of the brothers have saved his life in different ways helps keeping himself from lashing out. ]
I wish you'd told me about it when it happened.
Thank you for sharing.
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to be human was to be messy, but oh, how choso hates the calamities he leaves behind him. ]
i was ashamed to.
and angry.
i’m sorry.
[ not ‘forgive me’, not this time. ]
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Be good, Choso.
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are you angry, nanami?
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Again thank you for your assistance in this matter.
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he feels strangely cold. ]
don’t thank me for something like that
just go talk to him