[Overreacting, Kakyoin calls it. Overreacting, like he hasn't been gnawing on pencils and biting his nails and running until his lungs ache trying to think of a way to broach to Giorno how do you think we should tell the others. It's hard, when neither of them know what words to use and both of them have been worried about it. And... here he is, by himself, tired, and totally unprepared for all of his fretting.]
Do you want to know how long that's been up there? [Fugo points up at the mistletoe, the gesture sharp and frustrated.] Since the first of the month!
[So. Really. It's not... just Giorno being Giorno. It's mostly Giorno being Giorno. But Fugo is very well aware that if he had seriously approached Giorno about taking it down, this. Would not be a problem in the first place.]
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Do you want to know how long that's been up there? [Fugo points up at the mistletoe, the gesture sharp and frustrated.] Since the first of the month!
[So. Really. It's not... just Giorno being Giorno. It's mostly Giorno being Giorno. But Fugo is very well aware that if he had seriously approached Giorno about taking it down, this. Would not be a problem in the first place.]