Talk to me, I throw myself in front of you.

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Who: Johanna [iseephailure] and Akuji [thefingruler]
Where: In Johanna's room aka room 398
When: Around midnight, the day right after Valentine's Day. ♥
Rating: PG-13 for emo, snark, and emo
Warnings: Johanna being bipolar, Akuji being...unusually cheesy.
Status: Incomplete and will probably stay that way.
Summary: After Johanna constantly insisting that nothing is wrong, Akuji goes to check up on her anyway. Not to mention he has to give her a Valentine's Day gift anyway.


Johanna hates Valentine's Day.

Oh well, it hasn't always been like that. She was a very pretty girl, there just came a time in her life when she just wasn't pretty enough. Then again, she was one of the girls that remembered every single horrible thing that had ever happened to her. Why? She was counting the days... Johanna has this feeling that Akuji knows this too, it's just another one of those things that he chose to over look. She was just something he over looked.

What a waste of humanity.

She wonders what he got her for Valentine's Day. She can rule out sex and Nathaniel's buttocks on a silver platter, the girl giggles a little, probably because she wouldn't mind either one very much at all. Maybe he would just bring himself and she doesn't mind that either, she tends not to mind much.

Still, she's lying down on her bed, counting dots in the ceiling. Once she starts yawning though, she stops. Do I really want to be sleeping by the time he comes through the door? No, she really wouldn't. She's not one of the girls who look cute when they sleep, she drools on pillows and has a soft, girly snore. At least she's not as bad as Aimee, she takes a bit of pride in this.

"Hurry up." She mutters to herself, she's tired of staring at her laptop, reading everything over and over again. She's tired of staring at the horrible decor of this hotel too, she has a feeling that she could throw up on it and it'd look exactly the same. And this makes her smile to herself, maybe just a little.

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Valentine's Day makes Akuji feels like shit.

Actually, Johanna in general makes Akuji feel like shit. Mostly because, well, why yes, he does know every single damn thing that will happen to her from age fifteen until she's twenty. And, of course he's just dying to tell her, but he doesn't. It's a stupid choice, and he knows it's not going to change anything.

Oh well.

He's standing in front of her door now, wondering if he should just knock or barge right in. Of course, knocking would be the most sensible option. Barging in would be rather rude, and age fifteen was Johanna's violent, I am gonna give you hell, hissy fit stage; the last thing Akuji wants is to be on the receiving end of a punch.

He decides to knock once.

"My, my... You should learn to lock your door, Johanna." He says, in an almost condensing manner, and then... Well, then he proceeds to slam the door open.

At least he knocked, right?

[ooc; Re-done because, LOL, 6:00AM tag.]

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[ooc: Don't worry, it's not as bad as my bed = bug screw up.]

Johanna was still talking to herself when Akuji knocks on her door, only he knocks on her door, once and that kind of pisses her off. He barges in the next second, this only gives her enough time to stop her little conversation. She stares at him though, "Yeah I should, especially in a place like this with you in it, I'm practically setting myself up for suicide here."

And sometimes, she really was, she's still not sure if she is today.

She brushes a hair out of her face, looking up at him with a very displeased look on her face. "I told you it's nothing, I'm in a perfectly good mood." Although, she sighs, which may or may not give her away, while crossing her arms over her chest. "Now Akuji, are you're gonna tell me what you got me or are you going to stand there and look pretty?"

He probably was going to stand there and look pretty, which causes Johanna only to wait for a few seconds before jumping to her next conclusion.

"You didn't get me anything did you?" She stares at him with this smile, the kind that looked like; you better say the right answer or I will punch you.

She already knows he didn't though.

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Akuji smiles, a little, smug smile that would make (has made) most people just want to punch him in the face, and then he cocks an eyebrow. "Oh? Is that so, Johanna?" And, of course, he says nothing about her choice of words.

His hand goes into his pocket for a few seconds, and he makes a small sound (something like humming) before he pulls it out, holding a pad of post-it notes with something scribbled on top of them. He looks at her for a moment, looking amused about something, before peeling one of the notes off.

He laughs, and walks a little closer to her. "Well... Let's just say, I owe you."

And then he leans in and slaps the post-it note on her forehead.

It said IOU.

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That smile makes her want to punch Akuji in the face, but she realizes that that's pretty much the point. "Yeah, it is so." She replies, almost as smug as he sounded, just to mock him. To tell you the truth though, Johanna isn't nearly as smug and supposedly "proper" as Akuji is, she's grateful for this fact.

She raises an eyebrow as he takes out the many post-it notes, she already feels it coming and now Johanna wishes she punched him. There are a lot of days that Johanna wants to punch her best friend in the face, she can hold back for maybe one more day.

"...what?" That's her next word, especially as he slapped that note on her fore head. She rips it off almost immediately and breaks out into a twisted up smile, IOU, really?

Her smile becomes much more softer though and she looks at Akuji with the eyes that probably reminded of the few embarrassing moments in their life time. "It's okay! Because I got something for you." She's nearly jumping up and down on her feet, but that would be way too obvious. "Close your eyes~! For me, please."