[Sometime later, Rin may be walking the streets when he might see a familiar figure, leaning against a wall. Sholmes is puffing away, lifting his head when he sees the other approach.]
I've put some in that ice box! [The fridge.] So...they are cold, but they keep well.
[If he notices the awkwardness, he doesn't comment on it. He'll just beeline towards the fridge to pull out his little box - and then he grabs one out of it and just yeets it over at Rin.]
WEEK ZERO day four
So. You want a rematch, hm?
[He says it lightly. Clearly he's not serious.]
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Nah, it wouldn't be a fair fight. I'd wipe the floor with you.
[Mostly.]
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[And he actually just does a little shadow boxing? This is stupid.]
But regardless, I wouldn't really want to fight you.
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...yeah, I don't wanna fight either.
[He'll admit to that much at least. Rin's temper is like a flash fire: it burns hot, but it burns fast too.]
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Want to get something to eat, instead?
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[They're surrounded by a lot of empty buildings and all.]
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[You may get the feeling he's been eating a lot of pastries over the last several days.]
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I'm surprised they're still all good.
[But sure, he'll follow Sholmes to the cafe. Slightly awkward is better than the fight from earlier.]
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[If he notices the awkwardness, he doesn't comment on it. He'll just beeline towards the fridge to pull out his little box - and then he grabs one out of it and just yeets it over at Rin.]
Catch!
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Well, if you're eating them then they're probably alright.
[And then he'll nibble on one. It's cold so he's not scarfing it, but he'll eat it slowly.]
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[And he's chewing on one as he jumps up to sit on the counter.]
So. Your propensity for starting fights...is that something you've done at home, too?
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Isn't it obvious?