IT'S MY PARTY! AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO, CRY IF I WANT TO

[fashionfever]

[One hour after the execution, prisoners who have gone back down to the dorm floor will find Angela waving outside the mess hall.]

In honor of what Akira definitely would have wanted and Vita probably at least would have laughed about, we're all having dinner together.

[There's pots of coffee, and glasses of soda, and something like garlic bread, and spaghetti, and it sounds like there's even more food cooking in the kitchen.]

This would be a great time to share anything you got from playing ET, too, you know? [She's just trying to start conversation about literally anything else...]

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[backuphero]

[He flinches. That's a really familiar tone of voice.]

Yes, ma'am.

[And that was completely sincere. Yes, really and truly. He knows he fucked up.]

[earietale]

[She was...expecting more backlash from him? But she can still work with this.]

Thank you.

[backuphero]

[On the one hand, he kind of just wants to... hide behind Nagisa, if that were actually possible. On the other... he nods, meeting her gaze with a confidence he doesn't really feel at all.]

You're welcome. I can't promise I'm better, but... I can try to be?

[earietale]

That's all I can really ask for, right now.

[You're both grown adults. She can't exactly control you like little brothers.]

[backuphero]

I'll try to live up to it. I can promise you that much.