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♀ If your son wasn’t set on being a detective, what career path would you have liked to see him pursue?

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“I’d probably have him become a teacher or a journalist… something that’s a little less dangerous, anyway, and much more cerebral. Though, that said, I wouldn’t mind if he became my successor in the charity work… Charities need social functions like the ones that I provide in order to survive, and there are very few people that know how to network like I can.

"I’m really not certain who to pass my hostess specialties onto…”

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Whisper~

phantomoftheserenity:

It really wasn’t proving to be a good night so far for Devin.

He tried to console himself by pointing out that things could have gone far, far worse.  His thoughts weren’t wandering into that familiar numbness which never ended well, and he’d been able to snag some wine with relative ease, considering he didn’t really belong in this sort of high-class gathering.  He supposed that it was common enough for teens at this sort of thing, though Devin didn’t really know. 

No, that wasn’t the part that had Devin testing his theory that nobody cared how drunk he got and snaking wine glasses all evening.  That would be the fact that, even though he and Hakuba had arrived together, the detective had been spending the evening flirting with several women.  Fairly attractive women too, if Devin was any judge.

Devin kept emptying wine glasses, hoping that eventually he’d come to his senses and forget the reasons why Hakuba would even pay attention to him.  And remind himself that he really should ignore his crush on his straight best friend. 

That’s what he was telling himself when he was leaning against a marble column, draining yet another wine glass, as Devin watched Hakuba slip out of sight with a giggling girl following right behind him.  “You’re perfect,” he whispered.  “So much better than that.”

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Whisper (for Devin~)

Normally, it was the detective that fell asleep during lunch. It had become routine, even, for the blond to walk into the cafeteria ten minutes late, flop down next to Devin, pull out a pile of case work that he’d only glance at, an apple that he wouldn’t eat, and use his backpack as a pillow to take a nap before the next class period. It happened nearly every day, but play season was different.

True, Hakuba was no less tired during those times, but someone had to be on the lookout, and with Dev overworked as it was, he opted to stay awake. It wasn’t even that difficult, really. There was just something so calming about knowing that there was another set of eyes and ears making sure that he wouldn’t be bothered that was conducive to sleep. Not having that, therefore, kept the detective alert. 

He flipped through pages, keeping a careful eye on the time, and took over the duty of giving forewarning five minutes before the bell. Most had cleared out of the lunch room by then, which Hakuba felt ideal for waking up. Leaning over his dozing friend, he gave a gentle nudge, a smile, and whispered quite close to his ear. “Wakey, wakey, Mousey… no more napping; it’s over."