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Match 2 [Stage 2]

[ Phone; public. ]

I've been sittin' on the phone for no more than an hour and I've heard more people say "I have a secret" and "There's somethin' I wanna get off my chest" here than I have at girls' sleepovers. And I've heard a lot of shit at a lot of girls' sleepovers. It's like the whole damn town is playin' Truth or Dare, and nobody's fuckin' pickin' Dare. Which makes all of you pussies, by the way. Pickin' Dare is totally the best part of Truth or Dare. All of you suck.

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I suppose you have somewhat of a point, but I don't have to admit it. Even though I just did, dammit.

That was uncharacteristically unsmooth of you, Niou.

It's this goddamn truth bullshit. It makes it impossible to be fuckin' smooth.

Clearly I should be taking advantage of this and asking lots of embarrassing questions, huh?

[ He chuckles. ] Yeah, totally, go ahead. [ He sounds totally sincere, which is probably a bad thing. ]

It's too hard coming up with them off the top of my head, though... ugh... just tell me something that's good blackmail material!

Nope, you've gotta ask me a specific question. I'm not lettin' you blackmail me that easily.

Hmm... have you ever had Yagyuu take a test for you?

Yeah, when I can get him to do it. Always lectures me 'bout it first, though.

Hah, I knew your school ranking seemed suspicious! If only I could do that with Jackal...

Hey, up yours! S'not like he took all my tests for me. And 'sides, I passed our finals as myself. My ranking is fuckin' legit. It takes talent to switch places like Yagyuu and I do. Talent that I'm sure you lack.

Hey, now, that was uncalled for! I'm plenty talented, just not at the same stuff you are. Like bleaching hair, for instance.

[ why yes, he is slipping in a casual threat of cutting off his hair assistance services :T ]

It was plenty called for. And I'm sure you're talented at plenty of things. Betcha put that big mouth of yours to good use all the time.

'Course I do - by eating things, duuuh.

[ whether he is being purposely oblivious or continuing the double entendre is not entirely clear, though. ]

I bet you've made lots of boys somewhere very happy.

... Why not girls? Geez.

Because I still don't think you're as straight as you claim to be.

You don't have to project your issues onto me...

Oh right, sorry about that. I'll try to keep my issues to myself. [ A pause. ] God dammit.

Heh, I knew it~ Naturally, a genius like me can see through these kinds of things clearly!

[ The scowl is very clear in his voice. ] Shut up. You're an asshole. I should throw tennis balls at your head.

Aw, but you won't, right? I'd dodge them anyways.

I might. Guess you'll just have to wait and see.

Guess so. But you know me, it's not like I'm that easy to be taken off guard.

... Except when it comes to dessert!

Just watch out, fatass.

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