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[hatesthefood]

Mara Lesser has left the city.

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[hatesthefood]

[He makes a point to not look at Aya and is quiet for a long time.]

... why don't you listen to me? You never fucking listen.

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[redlikecrimson]

I do listen to you. I listen to you more than I do anyone else in this entire City. Perhaps more than anyone in our world as well.

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[hatesthefood]

I don't care. Go away.

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[redlikecrimson]

No.

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[hatesthefood]

[For the first time, he finally looks up at Aya with red-rimmed eyes. Ken stares at his best friend before his hand shoots out to throw the drink at the one person he shouldn't.]

Get. Out.

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[redlikecrimson]

[Aya tilts his head to the side to let the drink fly past, ignoring how it splatters on him in the process.]

No.

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[hatesthefood]

[For a moment, he narrows his eyes before he pointedly turns over to curl up on the couch, back to the redhead.]