turbulency | scary: gojo

[ They're no longer cuddly, but Satoru will wrap an arm around Suguru's shoulder as he comes to greet, causing them to stumble a little. ]

They closed the island tree!

[ WAH stumbles a little from the weight... ]

No, really? [ He sounds genuinely sad about it. ] We lost the showers?

[ shaking like a chihuahua because he's so spoiled and pampered ]

We lost the showers.

And the clothes...

[ He should've taken more. ]

You should have taken more!

[ Gojo gathered a good amount, enough that he can share with someone else.

But doesn't offer. ]

[ He sighs, reaching out to grab Satoru without thinking. By the hand, by the head, he's not quite sure, but he stops himself short.

Right. The weird affect is gone.

He tucks his hands into his pockets instead, looking at the other tree-portal thing. ]

Let's explore the new place then.

[ He only barely caught that and tilts his head, wondering what Suguru wanted to do.

Maybe punch him. They can share clothes, though. ]

I kind of don't want to. I'll just be disappointed.

[ But he walks, anyway. To this weird space with a japanese residence and a gas station. ]

[ Wanders into the new area... They are at Route 666.

He stares weakly in the direction of the gas station. ]

... Maybe there are some snacks.

[ Snacks?! He starts skipping. ]

Maybe we can pretend to do a snack haul!

[ What else will give them a spark of joy right now... Unless they get their gaming system setup. ]

[ The mood whiplash between my two tags. Anyway... Satoru is so cute. Follows after him. ]

You gonna record us on your phone?

[ Hehe. Inside the gas station... There are so many snacks! All the sugar Satoru could ever want.

He walks over to look at the chips. ]

[ listen............. Predictably, Satoru slithers off to the candy section. He can leave savory to Suguru. ]

Yeah! [ ... ] I should have taken pictures at the cult island.

[ Oops. ]

[ He is comparing chips, doing the math in his head what is the best value per gram like a grandma. ]

You would've had to stop hugging and holding hands long enough to do that.

Hey, you liked it.

[ So did Satoru, but he isn't the one bringing it up. Unlike Suguru, he is not checking the prices. It's not like they need to pay, right? He is very spoiled. ]

Mm, who knows.

[ They really don't have to pay. Maybe he is comparing flavour or calories, who knows. ]

We can go to the manor after this. It might be better than the house in the village.

[ the calories that would grow his fat ass later I understand

Satoru gathers a lot of candy and maybe one or two drinks. ]

Okaaaaaaaaaay!

[ enough

Anyway, he grabs a couple of bags of chips, heading toward the door when the cigarettes behind the counter catch his eye. ]

There's even something for Shoko.

She's not even here.

[ Assigns Satoru behind him and gently kicks the back of his knees to keep going. To the residence!! ]

[ It's not a crime to miss her...

They go to the residence! And it sucks! ]

We're never going to have nice things again, huh?

[ oh well! in he goes ]

[ This is sad... But he will splay the candies on... Is there a table at all? Some surface, if not, then it will have to be the floor of a larger room here. ]

If only we could have taken the furniture from that island.

[ But it is memshare, I will give you this one. ]

[ This is such a cute memory. It takes him by surprise, and he gives Satoru a thoughtful look as it fades. ]

That's Fushiguro's kid? You're planning to look after him?

[ There is probably some rickety table... ]

[ While Satoru doesn't think any of his memories are bad, this is on the milder side... Except there is a reason for it, a motivation and ambition. Of course he still is looking out for them, they're just kids. ]

He dropped the kid on me before he went, sooo... I thought to check the brat out.

[ And find out the kids are abandoned before being sold back to Zen'in. Offers Suguru a wholewheat multigrain kitkat meant for older people. ]

Megumi has potential.

[ Eats this pathetic kitkat. Grains are good for you. ]

You never mentioned that to me. [ He's not bothered, just curious. ] You're going to train him?

I went after you left.

[ It's just a statement. He isn't sad about it. He will have the other half of the KitKat and look disappointed. It is not sweet enough for him. ]

That's the plan! Actually, did I tell you I'm thinking of becoming a teacher?

A teacher? You?

[ He blinks, looking surprised.

... But he guesses after Riko, Satoru had taken a liking to looking after brats. ]

Heh. I feel bad for your students.

[ Throws a butterfinger at him. ]

W2 : MONDAY

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