[Sometimes you just have an extra dimensional pocket rift in your skinny jeans. Doesn't everyone? The lyrical stylings of Katy Purry (don't sue us, please) waft into his ear. Something about teenaged dreams and skin tight jeans. Something like that.
Get that shit outta here.]
In the sink? [That's not normal. That's really? Not normal? But okay, Ryuji doesn't want to deal with an existential crisis on why suddenly, things are popping up everywhere from a universal road trip, multidimensional side step away. He'll come back to this later.]
Dude.
I'm made of stupid ideas. That's a given. [He hopes Haru doesn't notice a pair of gardening gloves missing, though.]
But if it helps ya sleep at night, I promise I'll keep livin' on. Just for you. [Gives a hearty thumbs up.]
Yeah... it was pretty weird, but I don't want to question it too much.
[At least it was easier to find than his Game Girl sitting in the mess hall. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, shaking his head at Ryuji's... enthusiasm?? For stupidity.]
Yeah, yeah. Have fun with your quest, Protagonist.
[Ryuji, a reckless adventurer, then finally finishes his long chained fetch quest, finally holding the glue gun. He looks over at Hajime, softened a little bit in his features.]
Thanks, man.
[It goes to his head a little bit. Protagonist. He's really anything, but... in the end. But it still feels nice to hear it. He doesn't really know how to express his gratitude at the other playing along, so he curtails it short.]
Well. Yeah. See you in the credits, dude! [And hightails it out of there before he starts getting too inflammatory with this ridiculous metaphor of quests and missions.]
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Get that shit outta here.]
In the sink? [That's not normal. That's really? Not normal? But okay, Ryuji doesn't want to deal with an existential crisis on why suddenly, things are popping up everywhere from a universal road trip, multidimensional side step away. He'll come back to this later.]
Dude.
I'm made of stupid ideas. That's a given. [He hopes Haru doesn't notice a pair of gardening gloves missing, though.]
But if it helps ya sleep at night, I promise I'll keep livin' on. Just for you. [Gives a hearty thumbs up.]
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[At least it was easier to find than his Game Girl sitting in the mess hall. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, shaking his head at Ryuji's... enthusiasm?? For stupidity.]
Yeah, yeah. Have fun with your quest, Protagonist.
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Thanks, man.
[It goes to his head a little bit. Protagonist. He's really anything, but... in the end. But it still feels nice to hear it. He doesn't really know how to express his gratitude at the other playing along, so he curtails it short.]
Well. Yeah. See you in the credits, dude! [And hightails it out of there before he starts getting too inflammatory with this ridiculous metaphor of quests and missions.]