shawarma time

[finalmix]

[ some time after Atem's palace when everyone has had the time to get back from braphine's temple, and more importantly get that sand out of your everything (and enjoy NOT 40 degree Celsius weather)

everyone who was in Atem's palace will find themselves suddenly added to a group chat by joshua and he just sends a singular address

it's the address to a shawarma place that somehow magically has a big enough table to fit 14 people. amazing. we love fluid locations like this.

post palace dinner, y'all know the drill ]

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[metagame]

I see...

[He rubs at his wrist as he thinks.]

I wish I could help you more. You're a lot like a friend of mine from back home... He was a former gang member... You two would get along I think, and I'm sure he'd know exactly what to say to you, too.

[He realizes how much misses Jounouchi.]

If you like it here, and if you like helping others... You could stay here. Start your life over. Yes, you'd still know about your past... and anyone you ever feel comfortable enough to tell... But maybe you need that? So you can stay on the right path.

I've already suggested something similar to Mafuyu.

cw drugs

[privatedomicile]

Huh. That ain't actually too far off? Well, maybe. I dunno how your friend got mixed up in that kinda thing.

[Jesse considers. Huh, he hadn't realized that staying was an option. What does he really have to go back to when he gets down to it? Yeah, there's still some life or death stuff here, but Jesse has thought so much less about it when he's been away from the need to sell meth and the triggers threatening his sobriety that he almost started to feel like a regular person. He could start over, couldn't he?]

...there's a guy I work with back home. He's a dick, but like, he stuck his neck out for me last I saw him. I'd be a coward leaving him to deal with those guys on his own.