[dunno white, what do you do here - but it's probably pretty dumb. how even when white moves his hands away, mineo reaches out like he's trying to hold onto him. onto anything.
and he doesn't move his face out of white's shoulder and with his breathing it might be easy to think for a second that he's fallen asleep!
he's at least just as good at recovering when drunk as he is when he's sober so he's gonna - straighten up? sort of? no. he's still holding onto white but he's lifting his head and grinning all wide and stupid]
Nahhhhh.
Never regret anything with you, White-kun. Even if I wanna punch ya sometimes but thaaaaaat's friendship!
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Ahaha... Owww, White-kun....!! That hurt.....
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[and he'll move to try to get up
it's not going well based on the fact that once he's upright he's almost immediately tilting over again]
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[well, white's going to shove out his arms to hold mineo upright.]
Why are you such a shitty drunk, huh!?
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he can go ahead and do that and mineo will just lean on him a little? but mostly he's just having trouble keeping himself up right like a loser]
I didn't even... have a drop today.......
[until he realizes - ]
White-kun, am I...... poisoned....?
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... I don't think you being stupid is a symptom of any poison.
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I didn't wanna go from poison....! [IS HE EVEN LISTENING] That's not cool at all.....!
I had so much more I wanted to do - I had to win...!!
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[he just... trails off then, mumbling..... he presses his face into white's shoulder i'm sorry - but there might be a slight sense that he's hiding]
.... don't wanna go out... meaning nothing....
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... Yeah? So what's a meaningful way to go for you, then?
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and he doesn't move his face out of white's shoulder and with his breathing it might be easy to think for a second that he's fallen asleep!
but then there's just a mumble, soft and sad:]
.... I'unno.....
S'why.... I'm here.....
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still, after a pause of internal flailing, he responds with deliberate casualness:]
... Well, good luck. Not even the gods can decide your worth for you—it's something you gotta figure out yourself, even if it's a pain.
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.......... s'that something I can pick....?
[to decide his own worth for himself. even now, after he feels like he's made a decision, he has to wait so much on the judgment of others.
but he'll just shake his head even as he doesn't lift it]
.... m'being dumb. Don't.... worry 'bout it.....
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... Yeah, you're going to regret this conversation when you're sober.
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he's at least just as good at recovering when drunk as he is when he's sober so he's gonna - straighten up? sort of? no. he's still holding onto white but he's lifting his head and grinning all wide and stupid]
Nahhhhh.
Never regret anything with you, White-kun. Even if I wanna punch ya sometimes but thaaaaaat's friendship!
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Idiot! Why the fuck are you like this when you thought ten seconds ago you were poisoned!?
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My poison................!
[WHY DID YOU REMIND HIM HE SOUNDS UPSET AGAIN]
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Then what happened......... I just wanted t'help Gut...... Glut......-san!
[no]
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[yes]
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No.....
[ . . . ]
S'embarrassing to say, White-kun......
[why does he sound like he's pitying white hello]
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