week 4, thursday night

[cherrypuncher]

[so guess who Shinnosuke's been stuck with for the past couple of hours!!! of course it's Yuna

she'd shown up just before curfew, blankets and pile o' snacks and provisions in tow, sat right down by the stocks, and refused to go absolutely anywhere regardless of any objections made. Curfew is on now!! What's he gonna do to stop her!!!! Where's she gonna go Shinnosuke!!!!!!]

Want some juice or anything?

[she definitely keeps trying to feed him. she's so high-spirited as always.]

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[insincerely]

[God, this is the weirdest camping trip, and not just because Shinnosuke is spending it blind and in the stocks. He's hanging out with Yuna, surrounded by a trap of tripwires and stake-ridden logs to catch coyotes/the potential killer, while someone's probably getting murdered tonight and hopefully it's not either of them.]

Geez... how much did you even bring?

[cherrypuncher]

A lot! I won't be able to leave and get more, so I came prepared. [There's the sound of shuffling as she shifts through her snack pile.] I brought a lot of juice boxes. There's apple, grape, orange...

[insincerely]

[Yuna, why.]

What, are you planning to drink them all and then piss right here?

[cherrypuncher]

Ew! That's gross. [why?????] I wasn't going to drink them all! I wasn't sure what your favorite flavors were, so I wanted to make sure you had lots of options.

[insincerely]

[If you're going to be camping with him for the night, Yuna, you better get used to crass comments!!]

I'm not drinking anything.

[..... until he inevitably gets thirsty enough to, anyway.]

[cherrypuncher]

[SHE KNOWS...BUT STILL.........]

Okay. Let me know if you change your mind! Do you want a snack instead? I brought some chips, granola bars, a bunch of candy, trail mix...

[insincerely]

All I want is for you to go back to the hotel, but it's too late for that, huh?

[cherrypuncher]

[brightly:] It's way too late for that, so you'll have to decide on something else you want instead.

[insincerely]

... How the hell are you so happy about this? You could die tonight, you know.

[cherrypuncher]

I'll be okay. [Her voice is softer and more serious now, but she's no less happy for it.] Even though I'm young and pretty small, I'm really tough.

[There are more shuffling sounds as she adjusts how she's sitting.]

It isn't that I'm happy we're in this situation. I'd like it better if you got to stay comfortably in your room and there wasn't anyone hurt or in danger out here. This is how things are, though, whether we like it or not, so I'm gonna make the best of it.

[insincerely]

[...]

I don't get you. [Though given recent events at home... perhaps he's starting to.] We're strangers, aren't we? Why risk your life for me?

[cherrypuncher]

Because I'm a hero. [She's very matter-of-fact about it; it isn't a boast but a simple statement of how it is.] I joined the Hero Club at school, put together the Hero Club here, and offered everyone my help. I couldn't call myself a hero and then turn away when that help is needed.

You're wrong, though, Shinnosuke-kun. We aren't strangers.

[insincerely]

[... It's almost eerie, hearing her talk. He's reminded all too well of those back home—the members of the Hero Team that, somehow, he found himself a part of. Why wouldn't I help a friend? Shiro had said.]

You... just—whatever. Go drink your juice.

[Ugh.]

[cherrypuncher]

Haha, okay. Let me know if you want some.

[you know that obnoxious noise that happens when someone's doing a shit job drinking from a straw. that's happening]

I meant it when I said we weren't strangers, though.

[insincerely]

[Yuna pls AND ALSO HE WAS TRYING TO BRUSH OFF THAT TOPIC??]

I'm pretty sure you'd say that to everyone.

[cherrypuncher]

I don't think so! I wish I knew everyone that well, but I hardly get to talk to some people here, s there are still lots of people here who are strangers to me.

[insincerely]

Okay, then you'd say that to everyone you've had at least one conversation with.

[cherrypuncher]

Haha, maybe... If it's that all it takes, though, we'd basically be best friends by those standards.

[insincerely]

That's gross. [...] Though someone as buddy-buddy as you must already have a best friend, huh?

[cherrypuncher]

[She laughs at the way he calls it gross, like it's a joke, but what he says next makes her sigh, a little fond, a little longing.]

My best friend's name is Togo. She's really amazing! She's smart and beautiful and she works really hard to help her friends. She's the most caring person I know.

[also yuna is in love with her]

[insincerely]

[uh yeah]

... Okay, I didn't ask for all the details of your love life.

[cherrypuncher]

You asked about my best friend!

[no yuna will just take any opportunity to gush about togo. she isn't even getting defensive about the love life bit though, god, yuna]

You should tell me about your best friend, too.

[but she's pretty sure she knows how he's gonna answer this one]

[insincerely]

What makes you think I have friends?

[yeah this should not be surprising]

[cherrypuncher]

[it isn't. not even a little]

Why wouldn't you?

[insincerely]

... Because I've never wanted any.

[Though the fact that he paused before replying might betray his real feelings on the matter.

... In the end, it seems that even he's tired in this sort of situation.]