Ambivalent

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~ SMG4's POV ~

I felt the brush bristles run through my hair as I combed it into a stylish haircut. Well, it was less messier than my usual haircut, so...does it count? But, I was taking Luigi's advice. I need to talk with SMG3...but...how will i? Damn it, I wish Luigi were here to help me figure this out! Then, I heard a knock on my door.

"SMG4? Are you-a home?" A familiar voice asks. It's Luigi.

My eyes widened. Holy god-box, did he read my mind? I quickly rushed to the door, leaving my hair half stylish and half "I-just-woke-up-and-wanna-go-back-to-sleep" kinda look.

"Yeah, uh, just a moment!" I called, putting a shirt on with pants, before going to open the door. "Hey Luigi." Luigi smiles.

"Hello. Has everything-a been okay? How's... Mario?" He looks a bit worried, but definitely better than he did a few days ago.

"I'm not sure. He's been hanging around Steve. Sometimes he comes over, yet he gets...pissed off very quickly." I sighed. "I could text him to come over, if you want to see him?" I offered, pulling my phone out.

"I-a love the offer but..." He rubs the back of his neck nervously, ".. I don't-a think I'm quite ready to talk to him face-a-to-face yet..."

"Well...I guess I can understand." I slowly nodded, and invited Luigi inside with a step out of the doorway. I met his eyes, and just gave him a soft nod to come in.

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