[Akechi debates sending this but he is 1) on fantasy morphine and 2) barely conscious but, most importantly, 3) trying not to be a complete dick at everything in life. So what Akira gets is, while dubious, an attempt.]
Im glad it was me and not you. stay safe ook? goodbye.
[ THERE’s so much he wants to say, but the last thing he wants is to make Akechi feel worse... There’s also so much going on. They’ll just have a talk later. ]
Welcome back, Goro. It’s good to hear from you and thank you for saving me. It’s like a theme now.
[Unfortunately he'll have to track him down later for that because now he really can't ever speak to him again, because that text was just that stupid on top of everything else.
[The cool thing about this town is that people are absolutely willing to trade stuff for candy canes and KFC, which Ryuji had a bit of both in his inventory prior to Candlenights. What he's managed to walk away with, and to keep by his side until the morning of Candlenights, is a ridiculously long, chunky, warm, red scarf- and that's what Akira is going to eventually wake up to, wrapped particularly shittily in a gaudy red box wherever he is. And instead of an actual gift tag, there's an ornament that he's made. It's the original PT logo carved out of wood, in true Ryuji fashion, from when they sent their first calling card to Kamoshida.
On the top of the box, there's a handwritten note that he spent way, way too long writing.]
This is gonna get sappy and shit, so hold on a little bit and read through, okay?
I ain't always the best at expressing how I feel about people, but you probably already know that you're one of the most important people I've ever met. The last memory I have of us before everything went down and I poofed outta existence was actually Christmas Eve.
So... we never got the chance to spend Christmas together. The other me was probably thinkin' about ways to spring you out, and I was... like, light years away missing the shit out of you. So, I wanna make that up to you, even though you're probably shakin' your head, thinkin' "is this guy for real? He doesn't have to do anything." Yeah, yeah, I know.
Because you don't get a chance to say it just any old day, or maybe you do and I'm a bit of an idiot, I just wanna let you know, that I love you, bro. I hope this Candlenights is the best one you have, and when we get back to the base, we got a ton of dumb shit to get into.
Thanks for always bein' there for me, and I'll always be there for you. And if this shit doesn't warm your heart up, hopefully the gift will.
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