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Only Human
Furuichi kept checking his phone on a five minute basis. Nothing. The silvernette clenched his jaw then punched his pillow. The bastard still hadn't said anything. It took Furuichi about two hours to get home, and Oga hadn't called, texted, or run after him to apologize in all that time.
"Stupid Oga," Furuichi sniffled, "That bastard doesn't even care about me."
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Oga wandered around the city for a while longer, hoping for some unlucky punks to cross his path. The brunet needed to relieve his frustrations. Furuichi had taken this all out of proportion. The waitress was clearly flirting with him after all. "Idiot Furuichi," Oga muttered under his breath then kicked a stray can to high heaven. If it wasn't any of his fault, then why did Oga feel guilty?
Oga stopped and ruffled his hair with both hands. "Alright, I fucked up. I admit it." Oga pulled out his phone and noticed that two hours had passed. Oga was only human, but would Furuichi understand that? "One way to find out," Oga breathed as he hit the call button.