"boys are pretty, fuck you."

"itsuki is nodding off, which means its time for more caffiene"

"Nagito-chaaan. Itsuki sees you! you want some?"

he nonchalantly throws him a can of monster, opening his own and downing half. he shakes, mildly. "whats better than this. guys being dudes."

KICKS DOWN THE DOOR "SPONGEBOB KRAFT BOX MAC IS BACK!!!!!"

"normally at this hour of the night, Itsuki mixes thing with liquor, but hes been,, uh. actively trying to quit his bad habits."

annnd he passes out, tumbling to the floor. thats what you get for avoiding sleep for so long, Mioda.

hes far from unobservant, and looks at him. he worries, he always worries. "did... i say something wrong?" the sing-song-y-ness is gone from his voice.

"heyo!! Been a while, whats goin' on??"

he plays something on his guitar idly. "god damn, Itsuki just wants someone to vibe with him, is that too much to ask?"

"Itsuki thinks that, for a moment, we should appreciate Eric Hutchinson." he nods.

//I JUST REALIZED MY OLD HANDLE WAS ON MY PROFILE I PROMISE YOU THAT IS NOT MY PERSONAL ANYMORE AND I REMOVED IT AAAAA

"Bingus Bongus, you the wrongus."

"anyways. Itsuki wants a grilled cheese and he's likely going to set the kitchen on fire trying." thinks for a beat. "that'd make for a sick music video set!!"

"Honestly, Itsuki doesnt understand what the appeal of sex is, for the most part."