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He relaxes, glancing from Taka to the room again.] It’s good strength and balance training for figure skating. I don’t want to practice to some dumbass classical or soft music. I want to practice to something cool.
He gives the other boy a Look like he’s waiting on some kind of undeserved explanation of “that Russian figure skater.” He will HP sprocket your fucking outfit photo and burn it in one of the school trashcans....]
[Really, he doesn't know whether to tell Taka to congratulate him or agree with him it was shitty. He waves a hand dismissively and takes another drink from the water bottle tucked into the crook of his arm.]
Whatever. That dumbass Katsudon's Free Skate... My Exhibition was better anyway. [He'll never forgive that, like, .12 difference.] Who the hell are you?
Oh. [Yuri's eyes fall down to his phone for a moment.] Cool. [It sounds genuine, at least. He unlocks the phone and holds it out to Taka, opened to the music and the Uribos playlist. Don't go out of it, or he has a sickeningly cute background photo of him and his grandpa. RIP.]
[punk music but as if played through a garage door in a suburban cul-de-sac]
Seriously? That’s shitty. [Yuri actually looks a little dejected. No more... Uribos? Otabek didn’t fucking—! Despite just singing praises:] ...That bastard didn’t tell me they weren’t doing anything anymore! Damn!
Nn. [Nevermind!! He snatches his phone back so he can furiously smash out a message to one (1) Otabek.] How the hell am I going to do more programs to their songs if they aren’t doing anymore?!
Mmhm! They're this awesome new band. They've definitely gotten a lot of their influence from Uribos, but it's not in a poser way? They're true fans, and--
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he looks around at the room again. ]
Ballet?
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Yeah. Got a problem with it?
[He sounds like he’s about to get defensive because Taka is going to say it’s girly.]
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[ he doesn't sound critical though
like, it's good taste? very good taste. it's still surprising though. ]
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He relaxes, glancing from Taka to the room again.] It’s good strength and balance training for figure skating. I don’t want to practice to some dumbass classical or soft music. I want to practice to something cool.
It’s boring if it isn’t surprising.
[So yay, it worked. He’s pleased.]
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hold on ]
You're that Russian figure skater.
[ that's the extent of taka's knowledge because he does not actually follow the sport ]
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[HE HAS A NAME TAKA!!!
He gives the other boy a Look like he’s waiting on some kind of undeserved explanation of “that Russian figure skater.” He will HP sprocket your fucking outfit photo and burn it in one of the school trashcans....]
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[ TAKA CLEARLY DOES NOT PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THIS ]
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...I won the gold medal at the Grand Prix Final in Barcelona.
[HE HATES IT? He honestly hates it. Such a tiny, insignificant margin. The gold wasn't even worth it wtf!!!]
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[ because yuri does
not look too pleased by it ]
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Whatever. That dumbass Katsudon's Free Skate... My Exhibition was better anyway. [He'll never forgive that, like, .12 difference.] Who the hell are you?
Some kind of band person?
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[ that's mumbled, and then he shakes his head ]
Uribos is my favorite band.
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Oh. [Yuri's eyes fall down to his phone for a moment.] Cool. [It sounds genuine, at least. He unlocks the phone and holds it out to Taka, opened to the music and the Uribos playlist. Don't go out of it, or he has a sickeningly cute background photo of him and his grandpa. RIP.]
Otabek gave me what he had. They sound amazing.
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"light" music club ]
Otabek is the DJ...? He has great taste, I don't meet that many people who know of them.
[ fuckin pretentious shithead ]
... they're not active anymore, so it's best to enjoy the music they have out.
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[punk music but as if played through a garage door in a suburban cul-de-sac]
Seriously? That’s shitty. [Yuri actually looks a little dejected. No more... Uribos? Otabek didn’t fucking—! Despite just singing praises:] ...That bastard didn’t tell me they weren’t doing anything anymore! Damn!
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[ taka would be very mad if someone else had introduced him and he was not warned the band had broken up. ]
I wonder if he knew.
[ A CASUAL.... ]
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Nn. [Nevermind!! He snatches his phone back so he can furiously smash out a message to one (1) Otabek.] How the hell am I going to do more programs to their songs if they aren’t doing anymore?!
UGH!
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[ it's not the same but
it's better than nothing. ]
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TheBambiz...?
[He—looks right back down and begins typing on his phone again. Thank god for Internet and being a Gen Z trash baby.]
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[ he's going to ramble if no one stops him ]
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Besides--he wants to know about TheBambiz??? If there's any redeemable factor into Uribos, Taka is Yuri's only hope.]
You have their stuff?
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[ he sounds
very annoyed by this fact. ]
now you have extra icon space for furry taka
Digital? [He waves his phone a bit.] Would you lend me some?
Your roommate. The noisy orange? Is he in a band or something?
STOP
Nah. He's an actor, so he knows a lot of different people in the entertainment industry.
[ which taka normally does not care about EXCEPT IN THIS SPECIFIC CASE ]
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So you've met them?
[Casually just opens the can of petty worms, nbd.]
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he groans. ]
I said he knows them. Not me.
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