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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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