Vinh sat down on his bed and sighed heavily, staring at the wall opposite him. He didn't know what he wanted to do now; usually when he felt this way, he just went back to playing video games or reading comics, but that seemed... off somehow. Like it would just rub salt in the wound if he did that today.

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mood: conflicted `thoughts: Shit, this is stupid... I hate feeling like this...

An idea started to form in the back of his mind. Maybe... maybe he could try talking to Satoshi? Just a little bit? See if they could somehow work things out? No, that was stupid too. They hated each other, remember? There was no way that would end well.

But still, the thought nagged at him, refusing to go away. What harm could it possibly do to just try and talk? It wasn't like they were going to make out or anything... right?