And then they were cloommates

[housewolf]

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[commedia]

[Douman moves to sit on the table, reaching out to stroke Omi's cheek.]

Tell me your thoughts. Don't keep them locked up.

[housewolf]

[This is all he ever does.

"I'll keep all my emotions and thoughts right here...and then one day I'll die!"

There's a small, pained smile.]

We were wrong. It's not like Fukuda was an innocent, but we were wrong.

[commedia]

Yes, we were.

[A huff.]

I can't say that we made the right decision...but Fukuda didn't help himself, either.

[housewolf]

No.

What was he doing? Deliberately making enemies like that?

[commedia]

...

I think some part of him welcomed it.

[housewolf]

You think he had a death wish?

[commedia]

I wouldn't be surprised if he did, given his record.

[housewolf]

... Did we end up giving him exactly what he wanted?

[commedia]

...

I don't know. And we can't say that maybe, in his head, he just thought he was helping. I'll talk to him later, but...either way, telling everyone you drill holes in people's heads will never help one's case.

[housewolf]

[A tired, exhausted laugh.]

No. It really doesn't.

[commedia]

[They lean forward, gently knocking forehead against forehead.]

...You shouldn't worry so much. In the end...it was complicated, and there was nothing we could do.

[housewolf]

[He lets them, not moving away.]

I always worry. I just can't do anything about it.

[commedia]

There are things you can't change, Omi. You have to live with that.

[housewolf]

... I know that.

Actually letting go is the hard part.

[commedia]

Letting go of...what? Fukuda?

[housewolf]

The past.

[commedia]

...

[Ah. Yes, his friend...]

That memory was of you both, wasn't it?

[housewolf]

Ah... You remember that?

[commedia]

Yes, I do. You were both very young when you first met, hm?

[housewolf]

The one and only time I ran away from home, I ran into him.

[commedia]

Fate has a strange way of bringing you the people you need. And what did he say, that he ran away plenty of times before?

[housewolf]

Was it fate...?

Yeah. He was a real trouble maker.

[commedia]

What, was it not?

[A laugh.]

You were too, running from home.

[housewolf]

I never thought of it like that before.

[Fate feels like such a heavy word. Isn't it just a series of coincidences that lead people to each other.]

I didn't even realize I was running away from home until later.

[commedia]

...How does one not realize they're running from home?