#firngs

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+ firngs ⇢ source. 

   –– Sinking to his knees near where the girl now sat caving in on herself, the boy placed a brief, light-handed touch on her shoulder, letting a few breaths pass before breaking the silence. ❝ What’s going on? ❞ he asked, ignoring the original question which seemed better left unanswered –– not that he had an answer. ❝ We can talk, if you want. ❞ he offered gently, lowering himself into a cross-legged position next to his friend.

She rested her chin on her knees, exhaling within the silence, glancing over at the male with sad eyes. Her smile’s faint while her eyes lower to the ground. ❝ Niichan, am I not enough? No matter what I do.. Trying to please them as the eldest and not wanting to disappoint them.. Why can’t they.. ❞ Her voice cracks, her fingers digging into her clothed arms, ❝ Why can’t they just be pleased that I’m trying? ❞

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is that supposed to scare me? — @firngs ↳  meme:  accepting

Rioh doesn't know if the other is sniffing for trouble or what, but that comes unexpected. He doesn't recall sounding particularly confrontational, certainly never intended to come out that way, but he seizes the guy, towering over him with a good few centimeters of advantage, and feels like having another turn, this time meaning to throw a jab at him. 

It sounds like a terrible idea. The night is just sinking into its darkest hours, and he's standing just around the corner to a shitty bar whose bouncers would me more than happy to turn their backs if he got his shit beaten out of him right on the line to the entrance, which is probably what would ensue. It would be little over background noise, cracking bones and soft pants.

Still, an undeniably valid question is: when has any of that stopped him before?

"It depends on how sensitive you are." His mouth feels loose as he says it, his eastern accent lacing through each word, weighing on his mouth. He must look ridiculous, but ice water is dripping through his insides and it feels quite nice. "All I did was point towards the end of the line. You seemed a bit lost there."

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“What do you mean no more checkers?”

     She gave the other a shrug even though he wasn’t physically there to see her,they were talking over the phone still. The two of them were planning out their usual game night and Min had had it with checkers,that was a board game for the old wasn’t it? A game like that should stay in a retirement home or a classroom,not in her apartment when she was actually trying to relax and have fun. “Exactly what I mean dummy! No more checkers from now on at our game nights. We should start trying new board games or maybe even video games,what about that? They have some funny ones out nowadays,also some good horror games but I don’t know..hm..”