Log; ongoing

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When; July 28th, evening
Rating; G?
Characters; Ishida anti_buttons and Doumeki monsterepellant
Summary; Coping mechanisms. Everyone has them.
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Ishida had said he wouldn't help. He had told Doumeki quite plainly that it didn't concern him, and he would not help him. At the time, Doumeki had conceded. At that time, he'd let it go. There was always next time, not to mention he didn't really want to push his luck. But then Umi had said that Hikaru had gone. That she'd left. Gone home. And there was a sick feeling in Doumeki's stomach...one he didn't want to think about.

He wasn't really sure how he ended up in front of Ishida's door, with some of the decoration ideas tucked under his arm, but he had, and before he could stop himself, he was lifting his hand to knock.

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A pause, on Doumeki's end. Not for the first time since leaving his apartment, he felt uncertain. Had he pushed too far this time? Ishida was right, the questions on opinion was how it started, and then Doumeki would ask him further questions as the evening went on. It's how he always did it. But even now, even knowing this, Ishida gave his opinion, so Doumeki pressed onward. Even if he still felt uncertain.

Well, no one said this was going to be easy.

"Alright. Blue, then." And he's retracting the magazine to continue flipping through it, rather expressionless throughout this whole conversation, if you could call it that.

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Blue, because Uryuu liked it better than green. Did that girl like green better? He had no idea, and that made this absurd. The fact that Doumeki was not a fool, as far as Uryuu could tell (and it did mystify him that he thought this so clearly, given how annoying and illogical the guy had persisted in being), and it left him unable to make sense of this.

"Unless she better likes green," he noted.

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"I think she'll like blue just fine." Partially because it was Hikaru, and as long as they put effort into it, she'd love it. That's just how Hikaru was.

"Maybe a white table cloth will go with that best." Still flipping through the magazine.