Oh the things the muns do..

[levitascado]

Stop laughing. I don't find any of your ideas funny.

Especially that one. No. I don't care what you think, or what Fang says. I won't do it again.

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[levitascado]

[Grunts.]

Yea, sure.

[notevenfate]

Gonna tell me what it is then?

[levitascado]

Getting me to drink again. [And an uncomfortable shift, because...really, the other thing? She's not talking about that willingly kthnx.]

[notevenfate]

We all know ya goin' drinkin' again.

[Smirking.] An' what else?

[levitascado]

[Why do you have to be such a pain? The things you people get her to do...honestly.]

No--I..won't talk about that.

[notevenfate]

[It's because they love you! And want to make sure you don't die a hard ass/stress related death before the age of 30.]

Not even a 'int? Com'mon Light.

[levitascado]

[She'll be more likely to die of a heart-attack because of the crap you people do to help her with stress relief..]

No. It's personal. [Broad hint, right there.]

[notevenfate]

[That just means they need to do it more often! Yes! It'll help her get used to it!]

And? [Like Fang's ever cared all that much. Plus, hey, you're fun to harass.]

[levitascado]

[If you don't kill her in the process.]

And. I don't want to go into it. [Dammit you.]

[notevenfate]

[They'll just phoenix down her, it'll all be good.]

Why not? [Damn it Fang indeed.]

[levitascado]

[That's just not...even remotely funny.]

I don't. That should be enough of a reason.

[notevenfate]

[Hey, those things gotta be good for something, right?]

Not really considerin' you neva' wanna talk about anythin'.

[levitascado]

[There's a science behind those Light's not sure she wants to be on the testing end of.]

Tch.

[notevenfate]

So, ya gonna talk about it then?

[levitascado]

No.

[notevenfate]

Fine, jus' get Serah t'ask ya about it later then if ya won't talk t'me. [Smug.]