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[throughbamboo]

just bros being bros

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[throughbamboo]

[he snorts softly]

That what it was? Real kind of ya, bro.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, yeah. I'm a goddamn saint.

[ a goddamn saint who's . . . pretty much eaten as much as he's going to for now. ]

[throughbamboo]

Yer somethin'.

[he takes a few more bites himself, but that's all he can manage]

That all yer gonna eat?

[doggonemad]

Yup. It'll keep for later.

[throughbamboo]

Think I'm 'bout done, too. It is good, though.

[doggonemad]

'Course it is. Kanrai ain't changed much.

[throughbamboo]

Nah, not a whole lot has.

[doggonemad]

It ain't all the same, though.

[ pushes himself up again, packing up the takeout and going to put it in the fridge. ]

[throughbamboo]

[watching him, making an agreeing noise]

The important things are.

[doggonemad]

[ . . .

shuts the fridge, trudging back over to the couch to flop down. ]

[throughbamboo]

[getting up to follow him over, sitting down next to him]

Am I wrong?

[doggonemad]

Dunno what ta make of that.

[throughbamboo]

Make of it what ya want, it ain't complicated.

[doggonemad]

Bro, ya say shit all the time. An' on the surface, sure, it ain't complicated. But then there's all the shit goin' on underneath.

[throughbamboo]

[hmm. He tilts his head back against the back of the couch as he crosses his arms]

Underneath it's just thinkin' about what's the same an' what's different.

[doggonemad]

[ rolls his eye. ]

That ain't changed 'bout ya.

[throughbamboo]

Some things won't ever change.

[doggonemad]

. . .

Alright, I'll bite. Have I changed?

[throughbamboo]

[. . .]

Ya look like the world is doin' it's damndest to try an' make ya.

But nah, ya haven't changed . . . not really. We've talked 'bout not bein' what we were before. Yer more stubborn than I ever rememberin' ya bein', but that's prob'ly 'cuz yer gettin' to be an old man now.

Ain't sayin' there's no change at all, but it's the kind ya expect.

All the important things are the same as they've always been.

[doggonemad]

[ He listens quietly, fidgeting here and there, but it's Saejima, so. he listens.

and when he's finished, he sighs, looking up at the ceiling. ]

Well, fuck me.

[throughbamboo]

[he tilts his head to look at him]

Not the answer you were expectin'?

[doggonemad]

Dunno what I was expectin'. Maybe nothin'.

[throughbamboo]

[he snorts softly]

Ya ain't gonna get nothin' askin' that.

[doggonemad]

It don't help that my brain's fuckin' mush right now.

[throughbamboo]

. . . maybe that's a sign y'should go rest for real, bro.