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[shiromadoushi]

WHO: Bakura and Momiji (And open to anyone else on the 10th floor, really)
WHERE: Hell Towers 10th!
WHEN: Friday Evening after this chat
SUMMARY: Bakura invites Momiji over to cheer him up. Hugs, video games and holy shit would you look at that shark.
FORMAT: Para



There were somethings that overrode Bakura's self consciousness, and cheering up a friend was one. He hadn't given up trying to cover his hair, this time attempting to have a bandana wrapped around a bunch of it, tying it back and more out of sight than normal.

Of course, the horrible blond dye job was still painfully visible, especially in his bangs, but at least it wasn't so frizzy today! Letting it soak in leave in conditioner had undone most of the damage that attempting to wash the dye out had done to it.

But even if his wrecked hair was embarrassing, Momiji's needs were far more important than something as silly as that. So he was going to (try to) not worry about it.

And the bandana helped keep his hair out of his cooking. With luck, the anpan he was making would still be warm when Momiji arrived!

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[shiromadoushi]

Oh Momiji. As long as you eventually deal with it. Else it all builds up and you wind up making a fool of yourself shouting at someone who looks like you with a bad hair day in a public post an---

oh wait, that's just Bakura.

"Don't be so sure of that!" he grinned in return, pulling out change for the machine.

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

Poor Bakura. Momiji's way of eventually 'dealing' with it just to happens to be screaming at an abusive transvestite. Which actually turns out a lot worse than just making himself look foolish.

Momiji instinctively went for his wallet, but put it back with a slight frown when he saw Bakura had beat him to it. Taking up a position at the machine, his grin turned delivish. "We'll see about that."

[shiromadoushi]

Sounds like neither of them do so well with that dealing with their oppressors thing, eh?

And hey hey, Bakura won last time, he has rights to pay, don't even try, Momiji~

When the table woke up with a deep hum, Bakura grinned, placing the puck. With neither of them holding back, it would be a fun game!

[whatmuttiforgot.livejournal.com]

Momiji was quite happy to disregard their previous wager since it had not worked out in his favor. If Bakura won this game, Momiji would surely still try to back up on their current bet. Or at least insist he be the one to buy something else.

Taking the little paddle in hand and leaning forward, he gave Bakura a determined nod to start.