[Duo could have been having a better day. He could have been, for example, spending his day working on Howard's piece of shit car, like he'd originally planned. The thing's air conditioning was threatening to go — again — and Duo still hadn't been able to convince the old man to give up on it and buy something newer. Or he could be headed over to Heero's to hang out instead of to deal with a pissy... friend. Old friend. Wufei was still his friend even if the guy was an absolute bastard who had disappeared into nothing, with no warning whatsoever, and then shown up without any warning again without actually meaning to see Duo, his old friend. At least, Duo thought he was still his friend. No telling, knowing Wufei. No telling at all.
Needless to say, Duo isn't the happiest of campers at the moment. He mutters something incoherent about stupid, idiotic, annoying, bastards of friends and knocks on Heero's door, not even bothering with a fun rhythm like he would usually and not admitting to himself that he's keeping to the anger because it's much easier than worrying about whether Wufei was meeting up with him to finally tell him that he never wanted to talk to him again..]
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Needless to say, Duo isn't the happiest of campers at the moment. He mutters something incoherent about stupid, idiotic, annoying, bastards of friends and knocks on Heero's door, not even bothering with a fun rhythm like he would usually and not admitting to himself that he's keeping to the anger because it's much easier than worrying about whether Wufei was meeting up with him to finally tell him that he never wanted to talk to him again..]