[ open to anyone who enjoys gossip ]

[katsudonfatale]

WHO: Viktor, Yuuri, anybody else who wants to eavesdrop or threadcrash and make them suffer
WHERE: Dance!!! Studio
WHEN: 4/10, around noon
WHAT: Catching up and opening some ~mysterious~ packages from Retrospec
WARNINGS: Nope

[ Yuuri's life the past few weeks has been an unending roller-coaster of emotions; both because of Retrospec and his own poor choices. Still, he continues trying his best to ignore the occasional, bizarre "visions" about his alternate life because he doesn't understand them and thinking about all of it only makes him feel more on edge.

Which is why, he takes every opportunity he can to keep himself busy and focused on other things, no matter how silly or inane the task may be. Case in point: Today he volunteered to sit at the reception desk because the studio's receptionist had a few errands to run and he had the time to spare. ]

Comments

[katsudonfatale]

[ Yes. This is something he would never admit out loud for fear of offending Viktor, but Yuuri was never happier to see Viktor busy with his own projects. That meant he could at least skip addressing most of his own worries with him. ]

Yeah, but I'm covering for Alex, she had some errands to run.

[viktorymaker]

[ To say that Viktor would be offended by this is the biggest understatement of the century, yes. ]

Ah, right. She did say something like that. I didn't know you'd be the one filling in for her, though...

[katsudonfatale]

I had the free time, so.

[ And he does this often enough that he's pretty comfortable with it. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ Shouldn't you use your free time on other things, Yuuri...? ]

I see. Well, now I'm glad I came downstairs. It feels like we haven't spoken in over a month!

[katsudonfatale]

[ Nope!!! ]

You've been busy, it's okay. Plus, it's not like we don't see each other at work all the time, anyway.

[viktorymaker]

[ He leans closer to him, still sitting on the desk but leaning on one of his hands. ]

Mm. But I'm not talking about work.

[katsudonfatale]

[ I don't want to talk about anything that's not work???

Honestly, even work is a bit of a difficult topic for him right now. ]

Oh...

[viktorymaker]

[ Ah, it's the one-step-forward, five-thousand-steps-back dance again. Well then. That's fair. He sighs, shifting gears easily even though his body language is the same. ]

Maybe I should, though. We have a new client.

[katsudonfatale]

We do?

[ Yuuri isn't subtle in his tone or body language, rapidly latching onto this line of conversation. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ Viktor leans even closer, speaking softly in what ends up being almost a whisper. Subtlety is a lost art. ]

The Recollé Police Department.

[katsudonfatale]

[ This closeness is, as per usual, really unnecessary. But he knows better than to pull back or be scandalized. ]

Seriously?

[ On second thought, this may not be the best time or place to have this conversation... ]

[viktorymaker]

[ It really isn't! That's totally the reason why he's being flirty now. Totally. This part of their conversation must not be overheard. ]

More or less. One of the detectives who work there is hiring us to help investigate Retrospec.

[katsudonfatale]

Oh! That reminds me.

[ Yuuri pulls away at that, but for once it isn't because Viktor's invasion of his personal space is getting overbearing. ]

You got a couple of packages from them. [ He pulls open one of the desk's drawers and fishes out a couple of small cardboard boxes. The top one is most certainly addressed to Viktor Nikiforov, the bottom one isn't, but Yuuri hasn't bothered to check that. ]

[viktorymaker]

[ He blinks, then picks up the one with his name to inspect it. ]

Last time I got one, it was actually for Yura. Did you get one of those too? A cat plush?

[katsudonfatale]

[ Blinks, unconsciously straightening up in his seat. ]

Eh? You too?

[ His "perfectly logical" explanation for it, at the time, had been the fact that for all practical purposes he shared a name with Yuri, so the adorable kitty had been mistakenly shipped to him instead.

He still hadn't returned it to the right owner, though... it felt weird to do it at first (especially after the memory that came with it) and then they'd ended up fighting, so things were a little too tense to also bring cat plushies into the mess. ]

[viktorymaker]

Yeah. He refused to take it, so it's still in my office.

[ More like threw it at him angrily, but that shouldn't be relevant, so he's not saying it. ]

Apparently, the plushies were sent by his fan club.

[katsudonfatale]

But he doesn't have a fan club.

[ Not in this reality. At least not that he remembers. ]

[viktorymaker]

He does now. Dave and Anya fixed that for us.

Still, the Retrospec version is that he had another one, Yuri's Angels. They wore cat ears and stalked him during competitions.

[ Viktor leaves the package with his name on the desk and takes the other one to inspect it as well. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ Yuuri can't help but smile a little at the image of Dave and Anya, presidents of Yuri's Angels.

That is, until Viktor reaches the part of his sentence that talks about competitions. ]

Competitions?

[viktorymaker]

My "memory" is pretty vague, so I don't know a lot more than that. Does any of this ring a bell?

[ He hands Yuuri the package. ]

This is for you, by the way.

[katsudonfatale]

[ He takes his box without fully registering Viktor's words. ]

... More or less? What I saw were the plushies and other gifts being given to—wait, what?

[ Stares down at the package. It is, as a matter of fact, addressed to him but... why? And why would they have sent it here? ]

What in the world...?

[viktorymaker]

Given to Yura?

[ Viktor raises his own package almost triumphantly. ]

I have no idea. But don't they look like a matching set?

[katsudonfatale]

Yeah.

[ Please hold, Viktor, Yuuri appears to be having a staring contest with his package (which is a terrible idea, considering cardboard boxes don't have eyes in the first place). ]

[viktorymaker]

[ I'd say he's wondering whether that yeah was to the Yura question, the matching set question, or both, but let's be real. He's not really wondering about any of that. ]

Should we open them at the same time?

[ Viktor, you're having way too much fun with this. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ He finally looks back at Viktor, completely serious. ]

I don't want to open it.