Do I look like the type who would waste valuable time hunting down a peon?
If you don't like the way things are going, or the way they stand at this moment. My suggestion would be that you get off your lazy arse and present yourself before me.
Until such time as you do, I shall carry on doing as I have done.
Please, refrain from calling me your dear anything, thank you.
Peon? Hardly. I'm not the one with the flair for over-dramatics that, in most eyes, reduces your "valued opinion" on anything down to obnoxious drivel.
My suggestion would be that you get off your lazy arse and present yourself before me.
I love it when you prove my points for me without any effort involved on my part.
Until I give you permission to tell me what to do, please refrain from doing so. And if you're too stupid to realize the meaning of that; I'll call you anything I wish to.
Speaking of points.
You've made yours. Now let me make mine.
This shall continue. Until such time as you have the guts to show your face instead of hiding away in your room like a coward.
You won't call me anything you wish to, as I've taken to not listening, as I said before.
Is your attention span really that short? Apparently so as I feel the need to coddle you with reiteration.
My room is lovely, thank you. Cowardice in the face of the all powerful manager is comical, really. If I feared death by fuzzy purple means, I just might blame it on cowardice, but no. Death by laughter comes to mind first.
I do genuinely feel sorry for Yuuta kun, the boy needs to get out more if he thinks you're the best there is out there.
Pity you don't listen to anything except your own prattle or you might be able to figure out what's going on with him and stop.fucking.blaming.it.on.me.
I'm not going to be a scapegoat for either of you. I don't give a damn about your ball twisting 'relationship' or whatever it is, so, that said...
Quit being an immature prat and leave me alone.
I'm not replying to you any longer. I'm not afraid. You're the one with the problem. So you bring it, or drop it. It really is that simple.
By the way, otouto...one_halfJune 11 2004, 06:45:54 UTC
There's some sleepover thing at someone's place. Met him when I came here to Tokyo... You free on saturday and sunday...? Could even.. uh.. pick you up...
Re: By the way, otouto...dioscuri_castorJune 13 2004, 04:36:18 UTC
Yes. That sounds good.
I don't think you'll have to pick me up, though. Give me a time and an address.
I really don't want a certain manager to get the idea in his narrow little mind of using you against me, or starting something with you in attempts to get back at me.
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Do I look like the type who would waste valuable time hunting down a peon?
If you don't like the way things are going, or the way they stand at this moment. My suggestion would be that you get off your lazy arse and present yourself before me.
Until such time as you do, I shall carry on doing as I have done.
Sincerely,
Mizuki Hajime.
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Peon? Hardly. I'm not the one with the flair for over-dramatics that, in most eyes, reduces your "valued opinion" on anything down to obnoxious drivel.
My suggestion would be that you get off your lazy arse and present yourself before me.
I love it when you prove my points for me without any effort involved on my part.
As you can see, I'm not moving.
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Until I give you permission to tell me what to do, please refrain from doing so. And if you're too stupid to realize the meaning of that; I'll call you anything I wish to.
Speaking of points.
You've made yours. Now let me make mine.
This shall continue. Until such time as you have the guts to show your face instead of hiding away in your room like a coward.
Ta ta.
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Is your attention span really that short? Apparently so as I feel the need to coddle you with reiteration.
My room is lovely, thank you. Cowardice in the face of the all powerful manager is comical, really. If I feared death by fuzzy purple means, I just might blame it on cowardice, but no. Death by laughter comes to mind first.
I do genuinely feel sorry for Yuuta kun, the boy needs to get out more if he thinks you're the best there is out there.
Pity you don't listen to anything except your own prattle or you might be able to figure out what's going on with him and stop.fucking.blaming.it.on.me.
I'm not going to be a scapegoat for either of you. I don't give a damn about your ball twisting 'relationship' or whatever it is, so, that said...
Quit being an immature prat and leave me alone.
I'm not replying to you any longer. I'm not afraid. You're the one with the problem. So you bring it, or drop it. It really is that simple.
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I thik i know... probably same place as ever. but somehow it scares me.... because you won't know what to do.. because I don't.
..uh.. yeah.. I probably didn't made any sense...
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I'll handle this...somehow.
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sounds like you really hate the guy's guts.. not that I know a lot... or I could just be babbling...
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I didn't hate him, really, until recently. Some rumors are being spread about me and I'm fairly certain they started with him.
It's disgusting, but I won't talk about it here. I'll tell you when I see you next.
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..forget I ever said anything..
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I don't think you'll have to pick me up, though. Give me a time and an address.
I really don't want a certain manager to get the idea in his narrow little mind of using you against me, or starting something with you in attempts to get back at me.
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..about the manager and uh.. me being used... I don't think he would suceed anyway.
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