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[hopefragment]

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[voidkatini]

[ Probably for the best she gets no surprise Komaeda in the morning when she's feeling like shit, yeah. Roxy takes a couple gulps of water, and ends up spilling some of it onto herself, down the front of her shirt. She rolls her eyes melodramatically. ]

Check it. I am le epitomeem of class, n' also grace. Why isn't Kon all over this?

[ She cradles the water bottle in her lap. ]

It's prolly for the best. I mean, look at me. 'M a hot mess.

[hopefragment]

La quintessence, [he corrects without really thinking about it. Kon, huh...? "Superboy"... he seemed like a decent enough sort, when Hinata had met him. He'll have to keep an eye out to make sure, though.]

I think we're all a "hot mess" in our own way, Roxy. No one here is perfect.

[voidkatini]

[ Roxy leans against him and rests her head on his shoulder, yawning. Suppose he's right. She doesn't want to argue with him, either way. ]

'Kay, f'you say so. [ She hooks her arms around his, hugging it tight. ] Oh and, like. [ A pause as she struggles with consciousness. ] I wanted to tell you a thing. Wanted to tell you...

M'sorry.

[hopefragment]

You don't have to apologize for anything, Roxy.

[He shifts to get a little more comfortable, wrapping his arms loosely around her. Though if she's offering apologies for all that nonsense with Komaeda, he'll take it...]

You're my friend.

[voidkatini]

[ She snorts, because he doesn't even know what she's sorry for? Or maybe he does, in all his SHSL wisdom or whatever. She has no idea how any of that actually works, and she's not even going to pretend to, no matter how drunk she is.

Giving him a squish, the next bit is said while attempting to fight off another yawn. What she says: ]

Maaan, how're you jus', like. Sooo good? You're so good. M'glad we're totes bffsies n' shit. So if you were to ever, like... let it slip accidentallaly that I, uh, got waaaaaaay shitfaced like the boozehound I am? Around someone like Di-Stri? I wouldn't even care, that's how entrenched in the pale feels we are here, bro.

[ What she means: "tell him so I don't have to, plz". ]

[hopefragment]

I'll remember that.

[He keeps his arms around her, reaching up to gently run his fingers through her hair again, even as he takes her sentences apart and analyzes what he knows of her, her expression, her tone of voice and the situation they're in.

He tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear and hugs her a little tighter with his other arm.]

Don't worry. It'll be okay. Just rest.

[voidkatini]

Mmmkay...

[ And rest she does. She murmurs something else, something unintelligible, and begins dozing off, his fingers in her hair coaxing her to sleep in no time at all. ]