[No, on second thought, he still (actually) can't fucking read this. The scribbles on the paper, the way they tie themselves together that's something close, but not quite, Xingese. And even then, he hadn't bothered learning it. No matter how many times the brat had tried.]
[So instead, he goes with the tried and true. An equivalent exchange written in chicken scratch that's no better, on a slip that had (once been) the former bar's balance sheet, slapped haphazardly atop Yuuto's door.]
don't know what you were trying to say, you little shit. i can't read that. but i know it's not xingese so i won't bother asking if it is. close enough i guess.
doesn't matter. whatever you had to say, save it. i didn't take it personally if that's what you're worried about. but if you wanna make it up to me
talk to schatz. ask him how our supplies are doing, and if we need more, make me a list. then i'd say we're even.
no subject
[So instead, he goes with the tried and true. An equivalent exchange written in chicken scratch that's no better, on a slip that had (once been) the former bar's balance sheet, slapped haphazardly atop Yuuto's door.]
don't know what you were trying to say, you little shit. i can't read that. but i know it's not xingese so i won't bother asking if it is. close enough i guess.
doesn't matter. whatever you had to say, save it. i didn't take it personally if that's what you're worried about. but if you wanna make it up to me
talk to schatz. ask him how our supplies are doing, and if we need more, make me a list. then i'd say we're even.