[You know, one can only handle being a shitshow for so long before you have to go be a shitshow at somebody else for a while.
Seems like Kimbley's reached that threshold. Not because he's tired of being a shitshow, but because he can't make himself get tired of being a shitshow and that's probably something Archer or Kirihara would worry about - because he can't be fucked to worry about it himself, and those two worry like it's their job or something.
Maybe it is Archer's job back home. Who knows, he hasn't really asked about their little arrangement.
[Well, that's both expected and surprisingly normal - unless something's seriously up, most people aren't exactly bursting with feeling over picking up the phone. Same sort of principle, he supposes.]
I don't suppose you'll buy that I'm just seeing how you're doing.
[That's casual, though.]
That meeting a couple weeks back was a mess, yeah?
I didn't say anything about you because it's not my damn place. But if you ask me, we should watch both that skeletal jackass and the guy with all the justifications, because I doubt they'll do us the same courtesy.
Looks like Highpockets is one of ours, though. That was a new one.
[...Fulbright. He means Fulbright.]
Speaking of new, I'll be surprised if you're actually messed up at all. If you are, you're doing better than me, anyway.
Oh yeah, I'm definitely keeping an eye out for those two. Which one's Highpockets though?
[It's a great nickname but uh. He's not sure who Kimbley's talking about.]
...And yeah, I guess it's more accurate to say "more of the usual". A lot more of the usual? Is apathy something you can experience more of? It feels like it. Or doesn't feel like it?
[...he's fucked up in his own very special way, okay.]
Loud guy, white clothes, self-awareness zero. The one who acts all "golly gee willikers, mister, I don't know what you're talking about" whenever anyone points out that he's being obtuse on purpose.
[Kimbley.]
And yeah, I'm currently talking to you while taking in the breathtaking view otherwise known as "my ceiling." I think I've been lying here for three days or something.
I guess I'm doing slightly better. I mean, I'm sitting up. Though I've been staring at a cactus for like, five days. I haven't managed to kill it yet, so there's that.
[...you know that makes literally zero sense, right]
My friend made it for me for Christmas! He seemed pretty convinced I wouldn't be able to kill it, so I mean... he must have had a lot of fun killing cacti to test it out!
[this is literally the stupidest mental image he loves it]
I mean, my entire apartment's really dark and colorless and all that fun stuff, but this cactus is totally not taking any of that. It's the most amazing thing.
[...well, some warmth is coming across the crystal, so there's that?]
[he has been lying on his bed for days while you have the world's most fuckless cactus
this is what our lives have become, didn't we used to be hardcore or something]
You might want to not have any guests over, if your whole place is like that. Once in a while I get company so I'm trying to keep it confined to my room. I'd tell you to take a guess at how well that's been working out for me, but honestly I haven't gone to check in a while, maybe it's escaping.
Yeah, there's someone here from my world that's bound and determined to look after me. So it's for the best that he doesn't see the...everything, he'll shit a brick.
...God, I should probably tap him in the head a bit later, he's probably thinking I died.
[Kimbley.]
But in the meantime, I'm fucked up and you're fucked up, and the same sort of thing seems to make us a bit less fucked up, if only for about twenty minutes. And that thing's probably a bad idea but I can't say I really care right now.
Come the hell on, I'm not going to flat-out say "why don't you just come to this dark alley and wait." Meet me by the library and we'll go find a scenic date spot once we've met up.
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12/30; crystal
Seems like Kimbley's reached that threshold. Not because he's tired of being a shitshow, but because he can't make himself get tired of being a shitshow and that's probably something Archer or Kirihara would worry about - because he can't be fucked to worry about it himself, and those two worry like it's their job or something.
Maybe it is Archer's job back home. Who knows, he hasn't really asked about their little arrangement.
Anyway.]
Hey, Uryuu. Got a minute?
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Hey, Kimbley! I'm free, yeah. What's up?
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I don't suppose you'll buy that I'm just seeing how you're doing.
[That's casual, though.]
That meeting a couple weeks back was a mess, yeah?
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[...Joking aside though.]
Yeah, that was a complete disaster. I'm still kinda messed up over it, I think.
[And by "messed up" he means "even more of an apathetic shitshow than usual".]
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Looks like Highpockets is one of ours, though. That was a new one.
[...Fulbright. He means Fulbright.]
Speaking of new, I'll be surprised if you're actually messed up at all. If you are, you're doing better than me, anyway.
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[It's a great nickname but uh. He's not sure who Kimbley's talking about.]
...And yeah, I guess it's more accurate to say "more of the usual". A lot more of the usual? Is apathy something you can experience more of? It feels like it. Or doesn't feel like it?
[...he's fucked up in his own very special way, okay.]
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[Kimbley.]
And yeah, I'm currently talking to you while taking in the breathtaking view otherwise known as "my ceiling." I think I've been lying here for three days or something.
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[Things to note, then!]
I guess I'm doing slightly better. I mean, I'm sitting up. Though I've been staring at a cactus for like, five days. I haven't managed to kill it yet, so there's that.
[...you know that makes literally zero sense, right]
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[that is the relevant piece of information that he took away from that
no really where the fuck did you get a therapy cactus]
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[this is literally the stupidest mental image he loves it]
I mean, my entire apartment's really dark and colorless and all that fun stuff, but this cactus is totally not taking any of that. It's the most amazing thing.
[...well, some warmth is coming across the crystal, so there's that?]
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[he has been lying on his bed for days while you have the world's most fuckless cactus
this is what our lives have become, didn't we used to be hardcore or something]
You might want to not have any guests over, if your whole place is like that. Once in a while I get company so I'm trying to keep it confined to my room. I'd tell you to take a guess at how well that's been working out for me, but honestly I haven't gone to check in a while, maybe it's escaping.
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[because for a smart person, you're super dumb]
Yeah, I try not to have people over too often. It's creepy as hell. And I'm saying this as someone who usually spends all of his time in the dark!
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...God, I should probably tap him in the head a bit later, he's probably thinking I died.
[Kimbley.]
But in the meantime, I'm fucked up and you're fucked up, and the same sort of thing seems to make us a bit less fucked up, if only for about twenty minutes. And that thing's probably a bad idea but I can't say I really care right now.
You want to go find a local?
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[...unless he's a total buzzkill about it, obviously!!
Anyway.]
...You're my favorite person right now.
[Well, he definitely sounds excited!!]
Where do you want to meet?
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Alright, alright! I'll meet you there!
[WELL HE'S GOING TO BE HYPE FOR at least a little while until the apathy kicks back in, THANKS KIMBLEY]