[sms] it’s just quicker sometimes yanno
[sms] ya Edokko just talk and type too slowly
[sms] call me colleague more to my face and I’ll think of deletin’ these
[text] Oh, do you actually like being referred to as colleague? I’ll keep that in mind. I’ve been telling everyone else that you are, at least… I’ll be sure to keep that up in person.
[text] My apologies for not making that clear earlier.
[text] Good, then. What would you like for dinner? Is there anything you should refrain from eating?
[text] And of course I would visit, my dear detective. I believe you would find me at your door soon after I get our dinner.
…
[text] You’re always very good company, anyways.
[text] Anything is fine, really… whatever you like most. I’m just recovering from an automobile accident, so there are no real dietary restrictions. Concussion, bruising, that sort of thing. I just need to rest.
[text] Thank you… I’ll see you soon.
[sms] nah, yer good. wouldn’t mind if ya called me ‘senpai’ tho
[sms] actually that seems like a great idea
[sms] call me Hattori-senpai and I might just delete those messages
[text] That is never happening. Also, do you need to carry your accent on even into your typing? I’m absolutely astonished that you type that way intentionally.
[text] Please don’t blackmail me.
[text] I refuse to call you senpai, but I will refer to you as my colleague. As I have done for years.
“Oh, I just thought I’d drop by,” he began with a shrug, grin stretching wider and turning a hint teasing as he strolled over to the blonde, hands in his pockets. “And make sure you still weren’t up. Which I see you still /are/. ”
Hakuba shrugged helplessly, pushing back from his desk and turning his chair to face Kaitou, unable to stop the grin on his own face. “Ah, but did you really expect anything else from me, Kaitou-san?” He got to his feet, sighed, and shrugged again, looking to the thief, biting his lip. “Then again, you are, too… so what are we to do about that?”
“I prefer my old pocket watch, though I use both. Actually, in my bedroom alone, I have five or six different clocks!”
“Hello! My day’s been fairly good, thank you for asking. And how have you been? It’s been a while since we last spoke!”
“Life rarely works in stark black and white; human beings are far too complex for that. So yes, a fine line… it, ah, well, I wrote about this just earlier this evening!”
“While I do believe that there are some universal morals/truths (particularly regarding the rights of others; ie. stealing, killing, maiming, etc), other details are more relative to a person’s preference, upbringing, society, and so on.
"In the end, it’s up to the individual, which can vary wildly based on perspective.”
“Ketchup… I would have to go with a 2 on that scale, though I prefer to use fresh tomato slices when tomatoes are required. Not that I’m opposed; it’s just not as good.”
“My… bedtime is technically 22:30, but I normally don’t get into bed until after 01:15, and that’s on days when I am trying to be responsible. This is problematic as I am I’m normally awake between 06:00-07:00."