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@stolenvolts  ║▌   oh  come  on,  it's  not  THAT  bad.  we  just  go  in,  get  the  file  and  go  out.  it's  not  like  we'll  get  caught.  my  father  is  out  tonight—-  this  is  the  perfect  moment  for  me  to  break  into  his  office!  he  won't  even  know.

@stolenvolts   ║▌  [  Damian tensed up,  practically frozen in place as he thought to himself.  he  was  going  to blow it.  and ruin his chances with Michael, who would probably hate him once he says how he really feels.  he grits his teeth, palms starting to feel sweaty as he thought of what to say.   ]
            
            Michael, I..   [  no,  he  couldn't.  dick  was  wrong—  he couldn't confess.  Damian tensed once more and cleared his throat, looking at the other with a monotone expression.  ]  am hungry,  and  don't  wish to eat alone.  come with me.

@stolenvolts   ║▌  I  want  to,  really.  I  know i'm..  not  the  best,  with  describing  how  I  feel  and  using  my  words.  so  instead,  at least I know I can do this with certainty.  happy birthday,  Michael.   and seriously—-   if you need anything  just  tell me,  okay?

@stolenvolts    ║▌  so  do  I.  it's  a  nice  change—-  is  there a special occasion,  or  did you just randomly decide to cut your hair?

@VENGCENT     ║▌  oh.  I,  didn't  hear  you.  sorry.   [  Damian  clears his throat,  glancing to the side as he played around with the pen.  looking  around,  he finally finds the courage to face his father.  ]   i'll  come down now,  sorry.  you  can,  yes.  I  just..  didn't  quite  expect  it.  
            
            what  did Alfred make this time?  [  now that he actually had a moment  to  think,  Damian  did  actually find  himself to be hungry.  his brows furrowed, getting up from his seat and nearing his father.  he wasn't  accustomed to just  being  checked on.  ]

   "  Sorry.    .    You left your door open—  No, there isn’t a reason,  not really.   I was wondering why you didn’t come out of your room  @younghul.   You know I called you for dinner,  right?  "       KIYOJI MUTTERS.   LEANING AGAINST THE DOORFRAME,  HIS  FIGURE LINGERS NEAR THE ENTRYWAY.     HE AWAITS THE MAGIC WORDS.   "  I can’t say hi?   "  

@VENGCENT    ║▌   dad,  NO!  oh  my  god—-  when  did  you  get  in  here?  what  happened  to  knocking?!  I  do  NOT  have  a  crush!   [  a  scowl  is  quick  to  form  on  damian's  face  as  he  slammed  his  sketchbook  shut,  quickly  shoving  it  into  his  desk's  drawer.  his  cheeks  are  just  as  red  as  his  pen.   ]  he's  just- unimportant.  is  there  any  specific  reason  you're  here?

@supertz    ║▌  ..  I  know,  it  sucks  staying  home  while  our  fathers  go  out  and  kick  ass  and  all  that.  dick  caught  me  trying  to  sneak  out,  and  forced  me  back  in.   [  he  plops  down  onto  the  couch,  bag  of  snacks  right  next  to  him.  ]  alright,  hand  me  the  remote.   i'll  find  something  while  you  pick  a  snack  to  eat.  [  a  moment  of  silence  is  shared  between  the  two,  until  damian  speaks  up  once  more.  ]  did  you  know  they  make  ／ m͟o͟v͟i͟e͟s͟   ／  about  our  dads?

@younghul  i just really wanted to help him out!  be apart of what the others do.    [he pauses,  a sigh escapes before a groan follows suit.  clutching the pillow as he falls back into his bed.]    snacks?  and a movie——  sounds like the best thing that’s gonna happen today.  let’s do it.  come here! 

@supertz   ║▌   well  no  wonder  you’re  on  house  arrest.  for  how  long,  though?  in  the  meantime,  be  glad  i  got  snacks.  we  can  watch  a  movie  til’  then.  what  do  you  think  abouttt…   horror?