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[redheadcarrier]

I'LL KILL YOU I'll kill you!	I HATE THIS I hate everyone.
THOUGH I hate myself the most.	I DON'T WANT TO DIE I don't want to die.

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voice; un: asuka

[redheadcarrier]

Huh...?

[ Asuka stares at her communicator. ]

Peter? What do you have?

[ Oh, right. ]

Uh, I have an apartment. Hold on-

[ There's an address, such as they go in this place. ]

action;

[keepitgoing]

[Oh, not too far from him, actually! That makes this a quick trip.

It'll just be a minute or two before she gets a knock at the door. Peter's rocking excitedly on his feet, holding a large box that is very neatly wrapped in shiny silver paper. An early Christmas gift! Or maybe a late birthday present. Or maybe just a promise he's delivering on, one that she may have forgotten.]

[redheadcarrier]

[ Asuka opens the door with a slightly confused look on her face. She stares at Peter and then furrows her brow. ]

...what's this? Is this-? Why?

[ Hold on, she's very confused. ]

[keepitgoing]

[Peter, meanwhile, looks confused for entirely different reasons.]

Why what? It's just — like. A present!

You've never gotten a present on a random day?

[redheadcarrier]

...no.

[ She squints at him suspiciously for a moment and then sighs. ]

...should I just open it now?

[keepitgoing]

[Squint all you want, he just looks optimistically between her and the large present. It's a pretty big box! The biggest box he's ever gifted someone!]

Uh, yeah! Yes. Totally, open it up.

[redheadcarrier]

Well. Don't just stand in the hallway...

[ She's... not quite reluctant. But she gestures him inside all the same and settles into her small little space, setting the package on her lap. She gives him a glance and then starts to unwrap it carefully. ]

What brought this on?

[keepitgoing]

Right, sorry. Hallway's not a great place to open gifts.

[He hesitates, but then enters the little space, looking around in interest. Asuka's not a lot younger than him, but four years is still a pretty big difference -- he can't help but feel like it's wrong, that she's living alone. Seems like one of the adults in the city should be here, helping her get through things. Or — well, no, maybe that's really weird. Some kind of advocate, is all he's saying...]

It's just something we talked about! You'll definitely remember when you see it.

[It's a nice big box! Perfectly sized to keep the Playstation 5 and its handful of games safely preserved.]

[redheadcarrier]

[ She is, if nothing else, stubborn and doesn't want to squeeze in with anyone else... at least not yet. For right now she's just fine on our own, even if it can be a bit lonely. She blinks as the paper comes off and then her memory catches up. ]

Oh-! Right! This thing!

[ Her cheeks burn a little. ]

You didn't have to do this, you know.