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Panel one shows Tenzō having turned away from Kakashi. There's tears running down his face again, but his posture hasn't gotten tight and defensive again.
"Hah. That's a pretty big drawback," he says, half joking,
Panel two, Kakashi's arms enter the frame and grasp the edges of Tenzō's happuri. Tenzō, seemingly caught off guard, lets him do this, too surprised to even mind that Kakashi can see his tears.
"On the bright side, you have a home," Kakashi counters, "people you trust,"
"and a shiftless, good-for-nothing Captain, who's too lazy to fill out the paperwork for hospital-dodging." Kakashi says in panel three.
The image shows Kakashi smiling more convincingly, if a little apologetic, gripping Tenzō's happuri in his hand.
Panel four shows him holding Tenzō's happuri out with one hand, and Tenzō grabbing the metal sides of it with both of his own hands.
"Anyway, I'm pretty sure you're not a liability or a threat to Konoha," Kakashi says.
In the final panel of the comic, Tenzō ducks his head, looking up with one tearful eye as Kakashi reaches out. Tenzō is still gripping his happuri in his hands, close to his chest. Kakashi's back is drenched in the yellow light of the hall.
"My couch is yours, if you want to stay the night," Kakashi is saying as he ruffles Tenzō's long, now-unbound hair.
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Today I had the best time volunteering for a teaching project (which is led by our chief vascular surgeon).
That is, apart from the fact that we ran into some of our abdominal surgery attendings, who gave me a massive (verbal) side-eye for technically hanging out with the vascular surgeons in my free time. (Some of them don’t really see eye to eye, both medically and personally).
And I’m soooo sick of it, can’t I just try to figure out what I eventually want to do with my career without having to navigate a social and political minefield?
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love when the ONLY comment i get on a fic is to 'do a next part' 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍no it actually reallyyyyyyy motivates me and makes me want to write more and put effort into a craft (im LYING. yall are FREAKS)
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Gotta wake up in 5 hours to tell a friend he’s been way too much in my space lately and I’m NOT looking forward to it lmao
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MY LIFE IZ A TUMBLR TEXTPOST
Ok so every Saturday night I go 2 thiz tea place with my mom cuz they have live jazz every Saturday night from 7–9 P.M.!!!! And um performerz switch every week [usually a duo, there r some that come often tho] and tonight there was a singer/guitarist and a keyboarder!!! And um so the room they were performing in was kinda empty after 8 P.M. and it was just me and my mom and another table with 2 old ladiez and tbh I think they were kinda drunk [they also have some alcoholic drinkz there] 😭,, the musicianz started playing Don’t Go Breaking My Heart by Elton John [kinda breaking the jazz thing lmao but they thought it would b fun] and one of the old ladiez made a joke about getting up and dancing and then she did. My mom and I started dancing and singing along too it was so fun!!! The singer got up and started doing the thing where she’ll sing a line and then turn the mic towardz someone else 2 sing the next one!!!!!! It was so cool dhdjdbdjdkdh core memory unlocked thank u drunk old lady <33,,, the tea and dessert were great tonight too :]!!! My mom and I go every week and stuff like thiz never happenz and the ppl who work there said they haven’t seen audience engagement like thiz before hdkdjfhdfb literally it was so cool like maybe I am living in a movie or smth. Where r those damn cameraz,,,,
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