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[tropism]

I'm doing research. Nothing's wrong with my hand.

And I'm not going to answer the rest of your questions, that's beyond my purview. Here's the video.

[ so he shows him. he shows him the cursed HOT BRUNET GETS FISTED BY BIG DADDY video he was watching for research. ]

1/???

[grilletto]

Research...?

[grilletto]

[ There's not a lot of time to think about what he meant by research before Giorno shows him that cursed content. ]

[grilletto]

[ what the fuck

what the fuck

what the fuck ]

[grilletto]

[ you can fist a dude

but

what the actual fuck ]

done

[grilletto]

G-Giorno, what the fuck?!

[ You know, other than to correct his assumption. ]

[tropism]

I know. I was surprised too. [ rather dryly, he adds, ] The things you find out about your friends.

[ wow don't drop his phone? anyway. ]

... think that's it for me tonight. There's been a lot of excitement today and that's all I can handle. I'm gonna dream about Abbacchio's perforated ass and how I'll be miserably trying to heal it but he won't let me. It's like being in Pompeii all over again except I'm gonna have to lie to Bruno.

[grilletto]

[ Does Mista look woozy? Yeah, a little. ]

...y-yeah, no shit.

[ A beat. ]

Maybe you should watch something else before you try to sleep...

[tropism]

I'm sure I'll be fine.

[ a yawn. he's just going to sleepily change into his pyjamas. ]

You alright? Do you need anything?

[grilletto]

[ He actually has to think about that for a moment. ]

No, I'm good, I guess...

[ Learned a few new things tonight, Mista, things you never really wanted to learn. ]

[tropism]

.... Alright.

[ he gives him a little worried look, but otherwise nods. ] If you need me, just let me know. I woke you up for something so silly, so ... it's fine if you have to wake me up.

[grilletto]

Hnnn?

[ Did he shut down for just a second? Maybe. ]

No, I'm good, I swear. I just need...

[ TO FUCKING TEXT ABBACCHIO AND FIGURE THIS SHIT OUT ]

...need to think or something. You sleep, you need it more.

[tropism]

[ goodness. giorno sighs. he'll give him a firm hug, just for the chroma boost, but also because he thinks he needs it. ]

Don't stay up too late.

[grilletto]

[ He did need it, both reasons were valid and he gave Giorno an appreciative nod. ]

Yeah, I won't...

[ He would. ]

Night.