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“The same goddamned mail again? Come on!”
Atsumu’s curses to no one, in particular, earned him a loud bark from his neighbour’s dog, followed with a string of complaints in an angry tone. He would shout out a rebuttal had Osamu not taken him by the ear - rather annoyedly, Atsumu thought as he was being dragged - and slammed the door, marking the end of his twin's and neighbour’s interaction for the day.
“How have I been tracking the wrong thing this entire time?” Atsumu wonders, slightly dreading at the thought of going to Japan Post to complain again.
This wasn’t the first time. Maybe it was the sixth or seventh time. He lost track of counting as a way to cope with the mail mix-up constantly about two years ago.
“I bet those from the mail service already know what you’re calling about when they hear your voice.” Osamu tells him, laughing at the thought of his twin’s mail being redirected again.
“It’s not funny! It makes me feel shitty and stressed you ass! Just imagine if the ingredients you ordered online didn’t come, how would that make you feel?”
“Touché.”