Monday:
"Are you happy now? Huh? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?!" a boy with brown spiky hair screeched.
"Yes. Yes, it does. Very much," the other boy with white wavy hair replied, as he blankly bit down on a bagel.
"GOOD! BECAUSE WE JUST WAITED IN LINE FOR THREE HOURS JUST TO GET YOU SOME GOSH DARN BAGELS!" the boy, Hajime, yelled at the top of his lungs.
Nagito blinked before responding, "Oh silly Hinata-kun! These are hope bagels! Anything can be sacrificed in the name of hope, even precious time!"
"Time I could be using to drink orange juice..."
Tuesday:
"What are you talking about? You're married!"
"Yeah, to you. But what I'm saying here, is if hope was a person, I'd have sex with them," Nagito said bluntly.
"A verb can't be a person Komeada! And you can't have an intimate relationship with it!" Hajime cried.
"Yeah well I've looked through your browser history and let me tell you, you can't exactly have a full on relationship with an orange."
"I BEG YOUR PARDON-"
Wednesday:
"Are you done yet? Nagito asked, opening the door only to see Hajime still sulking in the corner with a blanket draped over him.
"Do I look like I've moved on?" he whimpered.
"You can't do this every time you accidentally spill your orange juice, Hinata-kun."
"But... this despair... it's inescapable," the other groaned dramatically, only to get tackled in return.
"Don't say that Hinata-kun! You can't let despair overbear you! Hope will always shine through, so didn't give up!"
"Holy shit Komeada I was just joking."
Thursday:
"Truth or dare, Nagito?"Chiaki asked.
"Truth."
"Who would you pick? Bagels or Hajime?"
Nagito looked at the two nervously, eyes darting back and forth, sweat forming on his forehead. "Uh, I just realized I have to go feed my cat! See ya!" he exclaimed before darting up and rushing off.
Hajime shook his head and sighed, "He doesn't have a cat..."
Friday:
"We can be friends instead," Hajime offered.
"Hajime, you can't just break up with me over an orange."
"YEAH WELL IF YOU CAN'T CHOOSE BETWEEN A BAGEL AND ME, MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T BE TOGETHER-"
Saturday:
"I can't take the loneliness anymore..." Nagito mumbled, mushrooms growing on his head as he buried himself in a blanket on the couch.
"I'm back, turns out orange-san was really rotten," Hajime said blandly as he burst the door open.
"I knew it!" Nagito called out loud, instantly feeling better.
"No, I mean literally, seriously there was mold growing on the insides."
Sunday:
"I can't believe you..."
"I'm sorry."
"What you've done... it's unforgivable..."
"I'm sorry!"
"I THOUGHT WE WERE FAMILY!" Hajime yelled, tears streaming down his face.
"I'M SORRY! I JUST THOUGHT IF I COMBINED THE LAST BIT OF YOUR ORANGE JUICE AND MY BAGEL I COULD TASTE TRUE HOPE AND LOVE AT THE SAME TIME!!" Nagito sobbed.
"ENOUGH!" the spike-haired chestnut grabbed Nagito's jacket and pulled him into a kiss. The vape haired disaster blinked a few times before melting into the kiss and wrapping his arms around his lover's neck. After a while of loving kisses, Hajime pulled away and gasped for air. "Hey, remind me again why we've been acting so obsessed over orange juice and bagels this week?"
"I have no idea."
And then the cycle of insanity continued.
(not even kidding, all these are angst prompt sentence starters, except Thursday ofc)
