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“Since when were you and Karasu friends?”

“Stop fucking with me.” Eita snickered. “I saw you guys chatting along while I was receiving my trophy. What an asshole he is, isn’t he?” He said to Yuki, pointing to Karasu. “Not even celebrating his own best friends’ win.”

“First, it wasn’t a win.” Karasu snorted, sipping on his affogato. “Second, I know you didn’t check twitter because a thousand tweets exploded about your podium.”

“Let a man live.” Eita bit into his pizza, folding the two ends together and sandwiching the ingredients. “And I was on twitter, except all I saw was tweets congratulating you and Yukimiya.”

A rush of warmth coursed through Yuki’s body. “It was a miracle at Baku.” He laughed.

“Nah, it was skill. Fate said, ‘Fuck the regulars on the podium’ and threw Rin and Isagi out.” Eita said bluntly, to which they all erupted into laughs at that.

Words: 5690, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of My losertrio fics


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