IC: tutoring!

[trump_apple]

[Forward-dated to a few days after the auctions are over. Satoshi is coming over to Yuki's house for his tutoring, as usual. But this time, he's carrying a few handwritten pages. It's nowhere near as long as the story Yuki had given him a few days ago, but he's still very proud of it

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[write_it_in]

[sitting on his bed, sipping tea and scribbling in a notebook]

...no.

[trump_apple]

Well you're not so good at being outside, if you're not supposed to be there.

[But he's smiling, and he comes over to where Yuki is, dragging a chair along with him so he can sit.]

I finished the story.

[write_it_in]

Sunlight is overrated.

[gimmie]

[trump_apple]

Sunlight is nice, until you get sunburned.

[It looks like Satoshi hasn't been using enough sunscreen, either. But he hands over the papers. it's 10-ish pages of stuff you would expect a kid to write: a story about three friends going out for ice cream, then a supervillain comes and steals the ice cream, and the friends have to fight crime to get it back. No real plot twists, written in simple sentences, and the grammar probably isn't the best either.]

[trump_apple]

[SO YEAH. Next day Satoshi comes by, just like he said he would. And he's all derpy and cheerful and seems to have forgotten the argument from yesterday.]

Hey, I'm here!

[write_it_in]

[sitting at his desk, taking the last sip from a mug of tea...

...

/throws the mug at, and hard, but purposefully aiming off.]

[trump_apple]

Woah!

[ducking out of the way.]

Hey, don't throw stuff!

[write_it_in]

[it shatters]

What the fuck are you back for?