[Omori's eyes fall to the arm. Sunny's kept it covered with long sleeves, for the most part, since it happened; Omori has felt infinitely more shame - not argued this. But tonight, he'd rushed into a t-shirt and shorts on his way to find Adam.
[He cradles the arm; glares at it. Something stews deep inside of him. It's Aubrey's fault for pushing him away, and Sunny's fault for being weak, even Adam's fault for throwing him off course, but...
I guess. [It's a vicious, petulant answer; he sounds like he wants to spit on the ground. His hand stops flexing. He lowers it down into a fist, the other joining.]
He shouldn't trust her. She left him all alone. They all did.
[Omori frowns a moment, thinking. It's not typical for him to be so expressive; right now, he looks young and hurt, just like a child. He takes in a breath through his nose.]
Tell them...that I never told them to leave Sunny alone. [That matters. He made that compromise.] Tell them to stop touching me. Tell them to stop hurting him.
[At some point, the message becomes more direct. Little fists ball up the fabric of his shorts.] I protect him. I'm the only one that has. I've been here longer than they think. If I'm there, it means he doesn't want to be.
I know what's best for him. They need to listen.
[Has Adam - has anyone - ever heard Omori talk this much? He looks worn out.]
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[He cradles the arm; glares at it. Something stews deep inside of him. It's Aubrey's fault for pushing him away, and Sunny's fault for being weak, even Adam's fault for throwing him off course, but...
[No. Omori knows that the blame is his.]
Wolves. [He couldn't beat them.]
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[He’s been staring at the arm. He pulls his gaze away.]
Jesus, at least you’re lucky you didn’t die.
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Aubrey saved him. [He sounds very bitter when he says that…
[…but, his hand is curled against his chest, squeezing and releasing open air. He doesn’t seem to notice.]
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[Your? Definitely not.]
His friends, right?
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He shouldn't trust her. She left him all alone. They all did.
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[It’s not a serious suggestion, but…he is an adult, he guesses. Shit, is this what adults do?]
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What would you tell them? [Wait.
[He sits up a little straighter.]
Give them a message.
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[Tell him little buddy.]
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Tell them...that I never told them to leave Sunny alone. [That matters. He made that compromise.] Tell them to stop touching me. Tell them to stop hurting him.
[At some point, the message becomes more direct. Little fists ball up the fabric of his shorts.] I protect him. I'm the only one that has. I've been here longer than they think. If I'm there, it means he doesn't want to be.
I know what's best for him. They need to listen.
[Has Adam - has anyone - ever heard Omori talk this much? He looks worn out.]
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Got it. I’ll tell them.
[He means it!]
Quick question - who are his friends, again?
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[Omori trusts Adam...]
Tell Aubrey.
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[How hard can it be to find an Aubrey??]
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Her username is A-U-B.
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[Normal!]
Since I don't fancy getting made into a shish-kabob, I'm gonna text her before anything else.
hehe we can wrap here