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I dare you to ask him the next time you see him. [ she chuckles. ] ...though, he's not that bad. Grif's come a long way since I first met him, and, I gotta say, I'm real proud of him.

[ she does peer around him when she realizes they're nearing the hotel. ] Aaaand we're here because?

I dunno. Think it might be a little rude to pry into his other relationships.

[he considers]

But sure, maybe.

[if he ever talks to him again. but for now, he motions to a tall building, extremely close.]

I plan on showing you a 10/10.

But also think you should get some water-- maybe a nap in.

...mm, that's true, so how about asking if it comes up or something. Like if you think you have an in or, like, I don't know. [ she stares up at the hotel and then drops her gaze to the back of his head. ]

I'm getting the feeling this is going to be a 1/10. I'm feeling less and less impressed by the minute. Why the hell are... we... [ and then her expression drops and she releases him, immediately attempting to bail off the bike. ]

I don't need either of those!

[time to execute a smooth 180 degree stop, slamming his foot to the ground. he can definitely catch her if necessary-- could be fun on its own.]

I expected the resistance to a nap-- but water?

[time to put on the smolder]

[ and because she's not the most graceful at the moment she kind of stumbles off and she will need some catching... otherwise she'll probably just splat onto the ground. ]

I'm not thirsty. I drank plenty.
And you still need to drink your share!

[he's gonna catch her, and then let her drop once he thinks she's got herself.]

I'm gonna drink my share. But this bender's gonna end bad if you don't get something non-alcoholic in.

Either from your liver deciding it hates you, or being too drunk to nail that 10/10 stunt you want.

...end bad coming from a Bad End... LOL, is that ironic or something? I can't tell. [ she clings to him for a bit longer than necessary, but then she inevitably gets a hold of herself and stumbles back. ]

I'm pretty sure my liver already hates me. I might have to, like, buy a new one or something. But fiiiine. Water. No nap though. I'm not tired. [ she's tired. ] Where are we headed anyway? Into your dorm? Into your... room~? [ waggles her eyebrows. ]

Bad End knows about ending badly. It's kind of our thing. So, can it be ironic if it's exactly what you'd expect from us? [a beat] Anyway...

[he parks the bike and tosses her the keys.]

Meet you up on the roof.

I might have tricked you to get back here, but it'd be a shame to waste what you already put together.

I just kinda found it amusing because of the name. I'm too sloshed to dig that deep. [ she... doesn't catch them, oops, so she's got to bend down and grab them. ]

Mm. If this is another trick you better sprout some wings or something, because I'm kicking your ass straight off of it. [ she pockets she keys and grabs the stuff off the bike as she heads inside and to the elevator. she's prrrrobably kidding. maybe. ]

Yeah, it would be! I didn't call you out there for NOTHING you know!

[every observation means she definitely, definitely needs a nap.]

Please, feel free to kick my ass. I like a challenge.

[and then-- you know what?

he's gonna climb the balcony up to Bad End first, to grab some water. they need it.]

We should fight sometime. I like a challenge too.

[ she's up on the balcony by the time he gets up there. she's laying back and totally not napping. she's just gazing up at the sky, her tail swishing back and forth lazily. ]

[he sets a pretty large water down beside her.]

Drink that.

[and he's got an old blanket. naps on the roof are fine.]

...thanks. [ she sits up and takes the water, drinking it slowly, which is very different from how she's been drinking everything else. ]

Did you play in that stupid game?

Nope.

But I'm guessing you did.

[he's gonna sit down next to her.]

Offer's open if you wanna talk. But it's not gonna get you out of drinking the water.

...yeah. It's part of the reason I've been drinking so much. [ shrugs. ] Doing by best not to think about what a fun fucken ride it's been. [ emphasis on ride. ]

[ she laughs. ] Don't worry. I'm going to finish this. [ she holds it up and then takes another sip. ]

[ leans into him. ] So tell me about you and Grif.

That's fair enough. I'm not gonna pry-- shit sucks. Just don't cope yourself into needing a new liver.

[a pause and a conflicted look and--]

As for that... Definitely whatever we had is over.

I'll, ah, ...try. [ she thinks she might be well passed that point, but she's not going to say anything. it's kind of hard to tell with heroes never die. she's felt like shit for a while, but she's also been ignoring all of those feelings, because #yolo. ]

I... sorry. [ she frowns, not having expected to hear something that bad. ] You sure though? I mean, last time I spent time with him he seemed, like, real happy about whatever you guys had. You know every [ she rolls her wrist, because what the hell are they even calling it. ] thing hits a few bumps in the road.

I almost got someone I'm head over heals for run over by a train. Twice.

Oh, yeah. It's definitely over.

[while she needs to drink the water, he will definitely hold out his hand for that everclear.]

Bumps in the road happen. It's not that big of a deal.

[she doesn't need to see him being a self-destructive mess when she's trying to deal with her own impulses.]

So, near train death, huh?

[ she passes it over to him. ]

...do you want to talk about it?
And, that's not true. If it's important to you, then it is a big deal.

[ she takes another sip of the water, looking from it to the bottle she just passed to him. no. be a good girl, d.va, no more liquor. ]

Yeah. I was upset about something, so I took off. They joined me and we raced to the train station, go on the tracks and continued to race. I took it a bit too far and knocked us both off our bikes. Train came and we almost got smushed once. Then the other train came and we almost got smushed again. I'm pretty sure two near death experiences was enough to get us to talk... me especially, about what was bothering me so much.

Makes sense.

[he'll hold on if he wants to talk about it, taking the first drink.]

Well, probably not from a logical perspective. But you seem like an adrenaline junkie-- and it sounds like you've got a reckless streak. Something about almost dying makes all those drives probably seem real for a moment, huh?

[ chuckles. ] I am. I absolutely am. And that's true too. It just, yeah, it makes me feel more alive. [ she shrugs. ] Again, I bet that sounds dumb, at least to some people, but I'm not some or most people. I'm me and... [ another shrug. ] IDK.

[he takes a long drink.]

Nah, makes sense to me. In a place like this, gotta get your kicks somewhere, right? Sucks that it has to come from that, but better dying from your own stupidity than randomness.

[ she bumps shoulders with him. ]

I am not stupid.

And I love the adrenaline rush. It's soooo good. [ she shivers. ] But that's not the only way I get my rocks off~ [ a chuckle as she leans into him again. ] Now, c'mon, I told my tale...

You can be not stupid and still do stupid things.

Trust me.

[he glances over her, and then tilts his head slightly]

What tale are you wanting?

[ snorts. ]

Alright, fair.

[ slouches down, shutting her eyes. she's deeeefinitely not tired, nope! ] Tell me some of the crazy stuff you've done.

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