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    “I just got this job, I’m not givin’ it up for some moral boost ‘cause I actually need to pay my rent, ya insensitive -” Atsumu waves his hands around, trying and failing to come up with the right word to convey the amount of injustice that this gaunt motherfucker has brought into his relatively simple life thus far.

    “If you can’t pay your rent, go get a job at the McDonald’s over by 8th Street,” Sakusa growls, “it’ll pay more than your researcher position.”

     

    If you even attempt assault on a coworker, forget teaching about cells - you’ll fucking be in one, Atsumu. 

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    08 Aug 2020

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    It is not often that Oikawa Tooru finds himself entirely helpless. Being trapped in an elevator is something he could deal with, he thinks; being trapped in an elevator thirty minutes before Olympic tryouts, even, is something he could deal with; being trapped in an elevator thirty minutes before Olympic tryouts with “Miya Atsumu” can surely be nothing other than some morbidly-timed divine retribution for crimes he must have committed in a past life.


    (Miya Atsumu and Oikawa Tooru get stuck in an elevator together. Oikawa Tooru hates it until he doesn't.)
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    02 Aug 2020

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    Sakusa doesn’t say anything, he just keeps his eyes on Kuroo. A pause. He lowers his wrist, slowly wraps it in the fingers of his opposite hand. There’s a mole on his index finger, right beside the second knuckle, a pinpoint reminder of the two on his forehead. Sakusa tightens the grip on his own wrist until the skin flushes white, holds it out further for Kuroo to see. “You show me,” Sakusa says.
    “What?”
    “The muscle. Pronator quadratus. Show me where it is. On me.”


    Sakusa Kiyoomi is a pre-med. Kuroo Tetsurou is an organic chemistry major. They are roommates. Oh my god, they are roommates.
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    02 Aug 2020

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    the TENSION????? THE FLAVOUR????????????

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    And the light from the stage catches in the guy’s hair, so blond it shines white like a beacon, like one of the stars overhead. Tetsurou leans over and yells in his ear, hand on one solid shoulder, “Cool hair!”

    “You too!” the guy yells back, “I dig the sex hair look!”

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    02 Aug 2020

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    He looks tired, but not exhausted. The shadows under his eyes are no news, nor is his apocalyptic hair. Koutarou wants to reach out and run his fingers through it, but he's wanted all sorts of ridiculous shit for no reason at all— there's no need to want it when he’s always had it, so he doesn't know why he still wants it. He doesn't want to know why.

    'Hi,' Kuroo says.

    'I'm going to show you.'

     

    Yesterday in jaywalking: Kuroo Tetsurou’s unpacked boxes, Bokuto Koutarou’s unpacked boxes, and one damn carton of orange juice.

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    02 Aug 2020