hey Gotou hey

[oppositeofpeople]

Here's somebody who needs a cake delivery, eh?

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[justicerebooorn]

[knock knock. the voice on the other side of the door sounds a tad... harassed.]

Er... hello? I'm here about a delivery.

[oppositeofpeople]

[well somebody's perfectly good brooding time just got interrupted, thanks]

I haven't requested anything delivered.

[did u kno it's possible to open a door suspiciously]

[justicerebooorn]

[as someone who doesn't want to invite anyone into his home, this guy understands]

... It's a birthday gift, from a very important person. [blandly and flatly, like he doesn't really expect to convince anyone nor believe it himself]

[oppositeofpeople]

[how very dare]

It is not my birthday.

[justicerebooorn]

You misunderstood me.

I said it was a birthday gift, not your birthday gift. [pratically smooshes the edge of the cake box to your chest :/]

[oppositeofpeople]

[stepping back, not taking that cakebomb no sir]

There is no-one else here. What do you want.

[justicerebooorn]

It's not a mistake; it's for you. Just take it.

[oppositeofpeople]

That's not even a plausible lie. There's nobody who—

[well. Miang might.]

Open it.

[justicerebooorn]

[flipping open the cake box with some amount of disdain. the icing reads: happy birthday to your desire!]

Why would I lie about what I've been assigned to do?

[oppositeofpeople]

[what does that even mean, it's like this is a cake from a freaky weirdo

a different kind of freaky weirdo than the ones Ramsus knows]

I don't know. But given that all I know about you at all is that you have showed up at my door with an absurd delivery, I see no reason to assume you are trustworthy.

[justicerebooorn]

[weirder than you can even imagine, bro]

That's honestly fair. I've been instructed to ensure that you're satisfied, so can I do to alleviate your concerns?

[oppositeofpeople]

Your superior has an odd way of attempting to approach people.

But fine, if you are determined to satisfy me with inscrutable birthday cake, please do me the honor of enjoying the first slice.

[justicerebooorn]

You have no idea.

[i guess he is now serving cake for two. where even are we.]

[oppositeofpeople]

[either Ramsus has an office in Japan or Gotou drove his bike to Solaris, who even knows, but let's assume it's like most offices Gotou has seen except with less frosting accoutrements]

Why do you serve him, then?

[justicerebooorn]

[he's staring down the slice of cake like a child being charged with swallowing bitter medicine]

... it pays the bills.

[oppositeofpeople]

[he's not judging you

out loud]

...Is there something wrong with the cake?

[justicerebooorn]

No. I'm just not a fan of sweets.

[eats... cake...........]

[oppositeofpeople]

[waaaatches

and you don't appear to be choking or turning blue or anything

probably this is not actually poison cake]

They do seem somewhat... frivolous.

[but it would be rude to make you eat and then not eat himself so ok, cake is happening]

[justicerebooorn]

[great

now we're just two grown men sitting in awkward silence eating cake we don't want to eat]

... They're over-indulgent ...

[oppositeofpeople]

...and they don't provide any substantial benefit...

[still eating tho

it would be rude not to when he's making Gotou do it]

[justicerebooorn]

[... moves the whipped creme around defeated ...]

There's really no point.

[oppositeofpeople]

Mmm.

[licks icing from his fork slowly

contemplatively]

And yet here we are, not resisting.

[justicerebooorn]

...

[staring at his plate and then up at ramsus then down at the plate]

[oppositeofpeople]

.... Is something the matter?

[justicerebooorn]

...





Has anyone told you that you're surprisingly attractive?