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[he knows he smells kind of old... a faint musty smell that is almost like when you go to your grandparents' house. he doesn't stink, but Gintoki knows what he's talking about.

for a moment, Osomatsu eyes the drink, then works on finishing the one he's holding before setting down the glass and reaching for the next]

It can't be that bad? What would you know? You just got here.

Yeah, yeah, yeah... whatever bullshit you're going through, it can't be that bad. Don't fall apart, Mako-kunnnn.

_{[ who is Mako-kun. ]}

What could you be going through that led you to drink, ah?

_{[ Osomatsu is right. Gintoki hasn't been here for long, but there's people back home he needs to protect. ]}

Lemmeeeeee guess. You miss your family.
_{[ That's you, Gin. ]}

[of course he misses his family! but that isn't what finally broke him. he looks down into the drink, swirling it]

...Marie invited a bunch'a people to her villa. W-which is fine, you know, 'cause she invited me, too!

But... Maybe she shouldn't've bothered...

Oh, Jesus. This. Yeah, alright.

_{[ Gintoki turns more properly in his seat to face his company, half lidded eyes looking at Osomatsu. ]}

Did you lay it on thick? Or did you not even speak to her?

[eh? what the hell is he talking about? Osomatsu leans back, almost falling off the seat]

I-I didn't touch her, old man! What do you think I am?

[a kid who flips girls' skirts, is what you are]

A teenager who has never had sex.
That's what they do.

[he squints]

[he opens his mouth to speak.

but then closes it.

and then gulps down the rest of the alcohol]

...Okay, I can't argue with that.

But that's not what h-happened.

[hic]

Right, right. Okay. So..

_{[ Gintoki seems genuinely interested to know. He's a little more expressive when he's drunk and maybe the way he moves closer indicates some interest. ]}

What happened, then?

[Osomatsu seems to settle a bit, looking less irritable, but still pretty pathetic]

..Marie has... so many friends, yanno? A-and these guys an' girls... she's really close to them.

D-don't misunderstand! She's been nothing but kind to me, and I don't even know why. At the same time, she feels... untouchable. Like, I don't know. I don't want her to forget about me, even though it'd probably be better for her if she did.

[now he's just mumbling]

She's always surrounded by people who love her... It's kind of intimidating.

Why's that? You're hard to forget. I mean, Japan made a whole reboot when your original manga was in 1962. Dude, that's decades, and it's still a hit.

If you're that worried about it, do something, uhh, you know.. do something.. great and memorable for her that she couldn't forget. If you're out of ideas.. just.. read some JUMP.. see what those heroes do.

[it's amazing that that is what Gintoki took away from Osomatsu's garbled mess. it's amazing he could make any sense of the slurred speech coming out of the teen's mouth.

he sways in his seat a bit]

Heroes... JUMP heroes... they always get the girls, right?

Of coooourseee they do! Unless your manga-ka is Sorachi-sensei. All you get is teased, that bastaaaard!

_{[ He sounds salty about this, but his lips are curved upwards in a mischievous grin. ]}

Aaaa, whatever, whatever. Gin-chan doesn't need a close tie with stuff like that. I'm too cool for the last ten chapter rush where the writer has to pair up everyone up real quick. It's fine.

But, I dunno, man. If JUMP doesn't work, read some Ouran Highschool or something and see if you can get ideas of what to do and what not to do from that.

[this isn't going to solve Osomatsu's problems at all... but he's drunk, and kind of wacky, so he's not going to argue]

The only thing I remember from Ouran Highschool is that blond guy talked about using his pinkie to cushion his teacup before setting it down on the table.

Is that something girls pay attention to?

Marie-san might.

_{[ A RAISE OF BROWS kind of like he's onto something here. ]}

Isn't she fancy or something?

[oh.

it's like Gintoki has enlightened him]

Y-You're right! She is fancy! She totally drinks tea with her pinkie up!

_{[ Gintoki clasps his hands together. ]}

Ah-hahaa! That's just it, man, we just gotta make you fancier than she is then you'll be memorable.

_{[ It's kind of cute how desperate Gintoki wants to hook Osomatsu up with someone, honestly. ]}

[Osomatsu looks excited for a moment, then realizes that becoming fancy goes against everything that he stands for, against every fiber of his being.

he reaches for more alcohol, but there is none. he drank both of his cups!]

But... I don't wanna be fancy! I love Marie, but I'm already puttin' on dresses for her. I don't wanna have to change everything.

Oh, right... being garbage is kind of your trope. Hmmm.

_{[ Gintoki strokes his chin. ]}

What about just for.. I 'unno.. a date? Reel her in that way. Like the way shitty infomercials do.

[talking about this was a mistake. he always seems to spout more information than he wants to at Gintoki. it's weird]

Maybe... I do like infomercials.

[??????]

I dunno, man. It's all too complicated an' it shouldn't be. [he slips out of the chair, landing wobbly on his feet, but he manages to stay up] I'll think about it.

Anything with a girl is complicated, buddy.

_{[ oh what, he's leaving.. ]}

Where ya going? Somewhere else to wallow?
Probably not the best to do that alone.

[girls need to stop being complicated, it's true]

I was thinkin' a-about heading back to the villa.

And being fancy?

_{[ Oh. Look at that crooked grin. He looks hopeful! ]}

Just for one night?

[Gin, look at him. he's drunk. he can barely stand up on his own two feet, and he's wiping his nose off with his sleeve]

No? I was thinkin' of going to sleep and hoping I'll have forgotten about this by morning.

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