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atsushi, texting: so yeah, this, that, blahblahblah
akutagawa, the textmate: oh is that so
atsushi: yeaaah and jxbsvzls
atsushi: anyways, it's late. aren't you going to sleep
akutagawa, after "typing" for an entire minute: right. i'll sleep
atsushi: okaaay sleep well, talk to you tomorrow, maybe meet at jdbxhskxnsvskxjsna
akutagawa: ok
a day later
atsushi: he hasn't replied to my message this morning
a few more days later
atsushi: wtf he is not replying
atsushi: wait... my last message was, what?
atsushi, looking at his last text: "did you sleep well? if not, just go back to sleep. you need it lol. sleep well"
atsushi:
atsushi, getting anxious: did he
atsushi: did he SLEEP well FOR GOOD? *rushes out the room to ask mafia if aku is alive*
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