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[ the streets had been pretty bare after a little traffic on the way to anthony's apartment, making due with the time they had when stopping to glance down at the arms around his waist. double-checking never hurt, considering the circumstances. as per usual he has his moments of thought over the events that had taken place throughout the day. said thoughts eventually traveled into their adventure at the lounge, concluding that it was most likely the alcohol speaking for anthony and nothing more than that; it was an acceptable self-hypothesis.

without any chatter involved (he was half-expecting puff, woo to happen any second, after all) he makes his way down the last few streets in complete silence, already quite aware of their exact destination. ]

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... ! 「 Can I? 」 [ looks at anthony. ] 「 Onii-chan, is it okay if I go too? 」

[ blinks at him, taken off-guard. ]

Uh. Yeah, if you want to come.

「 I do. I want to see you play. 」

I only get beaten around by the ball.

... ? 「 What do you mean? 」

[ points to himself. ]

Goalie. Remember?

「 But a goalie blocks balls. So isn't it the other way around? 」

This is Spa-- college.

「 Oh. 」

[ ... sips his juice, scooting himself over a little so he can rest his head on the side of anthony's shoulder. ]

[ uses the arm unattached to the currently occupied shoulder to pick up his own glass of juice and sips at it. ]

So I won't be very cool.

[ shakes his head a little. ]

「 Onii-chan is always cool. 」 [ types further: ] 「 I believe in you. 」

[ puffs up a bit again. ]

I'll try extra hard.

[ keeps on munching in silence until his plate is clean, speaking only when he is finished: ]

My thanks for the meal, it was quite enjoyable. [ to anthony: ] Perhaps I should take my leave so that you may rest. I will visit at a later time if it is needed.

[ looks up, a bit startled. ]

I. . . yeah. Come over whenever. If you want. [ a short pause. ] Thanks again. For coming.

[ nods, standing. looks over at the youngest of the three. ]

It was nice meeting you properly, Hiro.

[ straightens, perking up. ]

「 It was nice meeting you too. 」 [ a pause to type: ] 「 I'll take good care of onii-chan. 」

Mm, see to it that you do. [ gestures towards the room as he says, to anthony: ] Do remember to eat Anne's food. I am certain she will inquire about it at a later time.

[ nods. ]

I'll share it with Hiro later. Tell her thanks for me too?

Of course.

[ & after a small inclination of his head to them both he turns to leave out the front door. ]

[ gets up from his seat to show him out, as well as to lock the door behind michael. ]

Farwell, Holmes.

[ steps outside the apartment, speaking after he turns to briefly face anthony. ]

I will not grace you with a proper reply to that, but good afternoon to you as well.

. . . You can only joke in intervals?

Jokes become mundane and ordinary if they are said one too many times.

I was only trying to reaffirm our connection.

If you must reaffirm a connection, then it is not a very strong one to begin with.