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What is it about the power going out that turns everyone into snivelling babies? It's a little dark, not the end of the god damn world. There are more than a few people here who come from times before electricity was even a thing, so stop being a baby just because you suddenly have to deal with some shitty candlelight for awhile. [ This, all spoken as though Yuri wasn't the poster child for a technological addiction. He's had to go without snapchat for what feels like a century now, and he misses instagram terribly. What the fuck is wrong with this place that it doesn't have some version of instagram?
But that's not really why he's decided to post to the network, anyway. ]
For all of the monsters and the shitty weather and the other bullshit, I have exactly one nice thing to say about this place:
They gave me back my cat. [ For a split second Yuri's expression softens, but it's gone too quickly to really make note of, as he spins his cellphone down towards the floor, where a small, fluffy white and black cat is winding around his ankles, meowing softly. ] If you're allergic to cats, don't come up to the third floor. I'll try to keep her contained to my apartment, but she's an escape artist. If you see her around, bring her back to me. And if anyone ever hurts her, I will fucking destroy you.
But that's not really why he's decided to post to the network, anyway. ]
For all of the monsters and the shitty weather and the other bullshit, I have exactly one nice thing to say about this place:
They gave me back my cat. [ For a split second Yuri's expression softens, but it's gone too quickly to really make note of, as he spins his cellphone down towards the floor, where a small, fluffy white and black cat is winding around his ankles, meowing softly. ] If you're allergic to cats, don't come up to the third floor. I'll try to keep her contained to my apartment, but she's an escape artist. If you see her around, bring her back to me. And if anyone ever hurts her, I will fucking destroy you.
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Go back to tumblr.
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I've tried, he won't take me back. He said no to Nutella, man. Nutella.
[ a tragic love story follows! ]
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[ Because that's possible, and tumblr is absolutely obsessed with nutella. So the other's assessments seem farfetched. Downright wrong. ]
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[ Welcome to the most unproductive conversation of your life, courtesy of a Holt twin. ]
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[ The conversation may have been circular, and yet Yuri didn't seem interested in hanging up. He could have, it would have been easy- yet there he remained. ]
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Trust me, I know what I'm talking about. Hey, you wanna get a manager?
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It isn't as though he's going to school, it's not like he doesn't get watched, get stared at and listens to impressed 'ooh's' and 'aah's' every time he hits the public rink to practice during proper hours.
Who knows, maybe he can fit it into his current schedule of trying to be more... useful.
It may be just a grunt, but it's also not a no. ]
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[ He isn't even kidding. Sort of. ]
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Please. If anything, having a manager only makes you look lame.
Look, I appreciate the sentiment, and if I decide to look for one I'll call you first. But I've always done well enough on my own, thanks.