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[ex_apricots766]

Everyone's leaving. Everyone leaves. It is true. I'm not eager at all to settle in again.

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[giancarlo]

You'll be okay.

[ex_apricots766]

I'll keep existing, but if all the capable hands in that household keep up this habit of deserting, it won't be 'okay' for him.

[giancarlo]

No idea what you're going on about, but don't waste your teenage years feeling deserted. There's other people out there. Don't cry.

[ex_apricots766]

[ he keeps a mouthful tucked in one cheek, and instead, smooshes gian's face between palms.

your optimism is grating, okay. ]

[giancarlo]

[he's just sickeningly lucky, he's inherited optimism and carelessness, too.

that doesn't mean he won't try to grate on Alois like an elder. Or bite lightly on one of the other's palms like a petulant child.]

Oi, oi, not the face.

[ex_apricots766]

Don't bite me, bully.

[giancarlo]

You haven't seen me bully someone.

[ex_apricots766]

You'll let me see it sometime, won't you?

[giancarlo]

Depends.

[ex_apricots766]

On what?

[giancarlo]

What kind of bullying.

[ex_apricots766]

The interesting kind.

[giancarlo]

If you eat your dinner you can have dessert.

[ex_apricots766]

Will you feed them to me?

[giancarlo]

Huuah, you're getting spoiled.

[ex_apricots766]

[ light laugh. ]

[giancarlo]

It's becoming.

[ex_apricots766]

Spoiled things go rotten. Not very becoming at all.

[giancarlo]

Not if they're preserved.

[ex_apricots766]

Ohh. I think, I'm envious of strawberries, right now.

[giancarlo]

And why're you envious of strawberries?

[ex_apricots766]

People're fond enough of them to stick them in jars and spread them on toast.

[giancarlo]

I'm fond of you.

[ex_apricots766]

Enough to put me into a jar?

[giancarlo]

Not a jar. No air in a jar.