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[onerous]

"You have reached the automated voice mailbox of--"

"Um. Kozukata Yuri."

"At the tone, please record your message. when you are finished recording, you may hang up, or press 1 for more options. To leave a call back number, press 9."

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[onerous]

I simply wanted to make sure you were paying attention, Okita. [Hey if he's not going to be polite and use '-san,' than neither will she.

She watches him quietly, hearing the dismissal easily. It doesn't hurt or anyting, she wasn't expecting much else, but she doesn't get up right away.] If you didn't want me to speak honestly, you shouldn't have asked me to in the first place.

[BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR, SOUJI. She presses her hands to the table and rises, her movements sluggish in her tiredness.] If you need anything further, I'm just next door. Okita-- [She calls out to him lightly and tilts her head.]

...Thank you. Even if you don't like hearing things like that. [Her expression is vaguely amused at is expense, feeling like she's managed to come out on top here in victory despite the fact he totally started this with texting her at ass 0'clock and all.

And thanks for what, Yuri?? Thanks for being more-or-less honest...? Something like that.]

[retorter]

[ She might as well be the victor in this situation here, especially with the way Souji’s ready to retreat. He doesn’t say anything back. He should. A thanks for the omurice and her time. But he doesn’t. ]

[ He just stands up as she does, pauses as she thanks him, then turns his back and heads deeper into his apartment without waiting to see her leave. ]

[ Once morning comes around, she'll find a plastic bag with the plate inside hanging on the doorknob of her apartment. it's gratitude, really.... ]