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"This is Keith. Leave a message."


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[businessinfront]

I don't believe you.

[yablueit]

No, seriously. [ He laughs, spreading his hands wide as if by way to demonstrate something. ] I was hanging out with one of my cousins, the last time I was home, and he looked awful the whole time, and I kept telling him no, it's cool, we can hang out when you're feeling better, but he insisted he was fine. He so wasn't.

We went out for lunch and he forced down a burger, and then we got to the movie theater with these two girls he knows, and they're both totally hot. But like, right when the movie's getting good, the girl he's with leans over to put her head on his shoulder, because she was into him, and he looks over at her and then just, all of a sudden— [ Lance makes an exaggerated barfing noise. ]

Projectile. All over her, and all over her friend that I was totally into. At least Hunk has the decency not to barf on people.

[businessinfront]

Oh my god.

[ Keith looks dumbstruck for a moment, eyes and mouth wide in horror— ]

[businessinfront]

[ And then he lowers his face into his hand, shoulders shaking with quiet, disbelieving laughter. ]

Okay, okay, so there are worse things than being depressing.

[yablueit]

[ Lance is relieved to hear Keith laugh, no matter how quiet it is. ]

And anyway, I don't mind some real talk every now and then.

[businessinfront]

I'm guessing you didn't get a second date.

[ It's forced, but he'd rather tease Lance than dive immediately back into the topic they'd just been on. ]

[yablueit]

Not only did I not, but I'm pretty sure both girls blocked me and my cousin on Facebook, like, while they were in the bathroom crying and washing his burger off their clothes.

[businessinfront]

Well, I haven't figured out how to block you in real life, so you're safe.

[yablueit]

Luckily, if Pidge can't figure it out, you don't stand a chance.

[businessinfront]

You sure that's not why you're hanging out with me instead?

[yablueit]

I mean, she did hit me in the face with her video game controller and ban me from her room the other day...

[businessinfront]

She's smarter than all of us.

[ Keith flicks a leftover piece of alien SPAM equivalent at Lance. ]

[yablueit]

She sure is!

[ Lance, with his finely honed reflexes, tries to catch it out of the air with his mouth. It bounces off his face and onto the floor under the coffee table, though. ]

Aw, spam.

[businessinfront]

Better work on those reflexes.

[yablueit]

Snacks aren't training time!

[businessinfront]

That's what the Galra want you to think.

[yablueit]

Good thing the Galra aren't here!

[ Present company excluded, obviously, but Keith doesn't count anyway. ]

[businessinfront]

So we should take advantage of the opportunity.

[ There's a distinctly Shiro-esque quality to his cadence, like he's not-quite-intentionally mimicking his inflection. ]

[yablueit]

I think we can take advantage of the opportunity without it interrupting food time. Food's good for morale, right? That's important too.

[businessinfront]

Sounds like slacker talk.

[yablueit]

Sounds like well-balanced team management.

[ He flicks a piece of rice at Keith. ]

[businessinfront]

[ And of course Keith tries to catch it in his mouth just so he can prove something or other to Lance, but it turns out that it's a lot harder than it sounds, and it sticks to the front of his bangs. ]

You wanna take this outside?

[yablueit]

[ He laughs and reaches over to brush the rice grain off Keith's hair. ]

Nah, I'm comfy in here.

[businessinfront]

[ That is



the most foreign gesture. ]

... See. Slacker.

[yablueit]

Yeah, maybe.

[ He sets his mostly finished bowl of rice on the side table and stretches out, putting his feet up on the coffee table like an animal, gesturing at the TV on the wall across from them. ]

Man, we gotta work on getting some movies or something here. These TVs Hunk and Pidge made are great, but we don't have anything to watch...