Day 3

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ A bright new day has dawned, maybe. It's not like you can see the outside world. But the tablets keep diligent track of time, and promptly at 6am they provide something for you: A new immunity challenge. ]

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Comments

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Right? He's not wrong! He's sharp! [SHUFFLES FOR HIS PHONE] Look, I have a picture. He seriously makes this face all the time, he's so clueless.

[turns it around and shows him this picture:

]

[bootyninja]

..........ah. I feel like I should comment on the ghosts, but he's really a mega nerd, isn't he?

If you love him you should do something about his hair.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

The ghosts are part of the full effect!! Like, this is who Mob is. This picture.

I can't, he likes it. I don't have the heart to tell him. This is why I can't be a real parent.

[bootyninja]

I've never heard of parents being very helpful at that stuff anyway. Usually you need friends or I guess to read about it. Maybe if it was blue...

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Blue? Hahahah, come on, he's in middle school! You want him to get teased even more than he already is?

[he reaches up to yank a strand of green hair]

You thug Shimada.

[bootyninja]

[grins]

People only tease because they wish they had the guts.

You never dyed your hair in school?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[he laughs]

You kidding? I wanted to dye it black.

[bootyninja]

Why didn't you?

[I guess this is as good an excuse as any to run his fingers thru Reigen's hair again.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[Reigen snorts, and blushes a little, lolling his head a, little bit, into it. good job you got that much]

Um, well... Haah, some shitty kids dyed it for me, so after that, I figured, fuck that.

[bootyninja]

[pet pet idle petting.]

Bullied, huh? Sounds like you got a lot of that. Should've tried being a ninja.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Um, your family tries to kill you. Maybe you should try running and living for yourself. I'd totally let you hide out in my nobody's apartment if there wasn't, time crap.

[bootyninja]

[siiiighs, tugs lightly on Reigen's hair.]

Yeah? What a nice guy. I'm not really hurting for beds I can stay in, though. But if my family is thinking of killing me that would go badly for my friends. Maybe I should just kill them first.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[=( stares earnestly at him???]

That sounds... like it would be extremely stressful. For you. That sounds unhealthy.

[bootyninja]

[His eyes widen slightly, and he smiles, and drinks more of his champagne before setting down the bottle and pushing off the bar, settling himself gently across Reigen's lap.]

Luckily, I'm basically a pro at relieving stress.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[SHFHFNDFLHGN puts his hands on Genji's legs??]

O-oi. Come on. Why're you doing this. Why can't this be a regular bar. I'm so tired! I'm going to throw up from stress all over you and you're, the hottest guy who's ever hit on me, even if you're just, bored and avoiding your problems. I still appreciate it!! You're changing the subject though, I'm worried about you!!

[bootyninja]

[Gently fits his hand under Reigen's jaw and presses his thumb across his lips.]

Shhh....

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA/!?!??]

You can't shhh, don't shh. What the hell, you delinquent.

[bootyninja]

Shut up, salaryman. [keeps his thumb where it is.] Just breathe. Before you throw up all over the hottest guy to ever hit on you.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[stares deadpan up at him. He does at least, breathe.]

Don't ignore me when you're sitting on me... I'm serious, it's no good.

[bootyninja]

[Watches for a long moment, pleasantly impassive. Then sighs, taps his lips once. And stands up and swings one leg off of him, dropping onto the ground.]

Too bad, maybe some other time.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[c. Catches his breath. Bright red. He rubs at his neck and laughs. He thunks his face into his hand, groaning.]

Take it easy on me... You're only four years younger, don't make me feel this old.

[bootyninja]

[Sighs AGAIN and puts a hand on the back of his head and rubs gently at the base of his skull, it's super soothing.]

I hear having kids ages you.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[groans]

He'll be better off...

[he mumbles, but then totally relaxes under that petting. Arches his throat even.]

Haah... Oi, you want to see my drawing? It's a lot better than being in my drunk ass lap.

[bootyninja]

You can show me later. If you can't make out without hurling you probably shouldn't be walking.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Itsss on, here. On tablet.

[fumbles at it, poking it in drunk petulance]