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[icanhearscreams]

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[grice]

W-well—! [ he’s glad he can’t see his face right now; it’s lighting up lime green with certain embarrassment! like he’s said something stupid! ] I don’t know? That’d be up to you, but . . .

[ but since that’s a yes: ]

—Thank you.

[icanhearscreams]

... There's nothing to thank me for.

It's not like I haven't had worse fights with people... that wasn't really -

[Never mind.]

... I've... got a lot of books to return...

[grice]

I can help?

[ this feels like a good start. ]

[icanhearscreams]

I... it's my responsibility...

... Don't you have a lot of books to return, too?

[grice]

I had help. And I made sure to give everything back before talking to everyone I might’ve upset.

Maybe after we could . . . Go somewhere?

[ he didn’t know where, exactly, and he wasn’t too familiar with the words “hanging out”, but— that’s what he’s suggesting. ]

[icanhearscreams]

Manabu was talking about helping me, but... it's a lot of books.

[So. Maybe.]

... There's not a lot of places to just hang out... but we could go for a walk maybe? If... you want.

[grice]

I'd like that.

[ he's satisfied, happy— and warm! friendship still aquired! ]

Where are you now? I could help you get a head start.

[icanhearscreams]

I'm - I'm at home. I guess it wouldn't be a problem if you come over...

[grice]

Is it in Crenshaw? [ and after a beat: ] I can follow directions.

[icanhearscreams]

I'll draw you a map from the nearest lantern and send you a picture.

[grice]

Okay— I’ll see you then, Jun.