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[bachelorbored]

Listen, that sucks, and I understand. [no he doesn't] But if it's going to happen anyway, why don't you just...

...Live it up while you can? Since your life is over, and all.

[commedia]

[Douman looks conflicted.]

Do I...really deserve that? Enjoying myself would just be like sayng I was fine with whatever happened, and had no regrets.

[bachelorbored]

Uh, no it's not! I'm not fine with anything my wretched aunt or life in the general sense inflicts on me, but it's not like I'm just going to stop enjoying the finer things in life because of it!

Seriously! Treat yourself! Hashtag selfcare, my dude.

[commedia]

...

[JUST LOOKING DUBIOUS]

I-I don't know...

[bachelorbored]

[kaz repeats himself, now emphasizing each word with a clap.]

Treat! Your! Self!

[commedia]

I feel too guilty, Kaz...

[bachelorbored]

[the clapping gets more intense.]

TREAT! YOUR! SELF!

[commedia]

S-stop! Stop clapping! This isn't something to clap about!

[bachelorbored]

[kaz just starts clapping normally. like the encore at a theatre.]

[commedia]

[JUST SLAPS THEIR HANDS ON THE SIDE OF KAZ'S FACE]

STOP!

[bachelorbored]

Okay, okay!

But only if you live a little!

[commedia]

We're DEAD, KAZ!

[bachelorbored]

So get creative!

I could... lend you HK-47? He's very useful for inspiring creativity!

[commedia]

That thing practically kills me every day at my request so. No thank you.

[bachelorbored]

So that's why he's been late to dump coffee on me...? [said almost under his breath.]

Well... what about the arts? Release your inner creative soul!

[commedia]

What is there to even make art with? Kaz, think.

[bachelorbored]

Okay. [he thinks.]

How about... blood?

If HK-47 is shooting you every day, you're bound to have lots to spare. Gross, but very avant-garde! Think Anish Kapoor!

[commedia]

Maybe I should use your blood if you insist on such macabre things?

[bachelorbored]

Stop! I know it's good, but you can't have any more!

[commedia]

Then don't say such idiotic things!

[bachelorbored]

Just because you don't have an artsy bone in your body doesn't mean it's stupid!

[commedia]

I have more of an artsy bone in me than...you, you empty-headed hooligan!

[bachelorbored]

Prove it, then, you... possible art student!

[commedia]

[me forgetting this takes place during nice week: douman defeats nice out of spite]

With what? Should I rip off your arm, paint you something with that as a brush?

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[bachelorbored]

Jesus Christ! What the fuck is wrong with you? That's... hnngh.