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Lifeline "Here.  Have a bite." Matt looked up from his videogame, raising his eyebrows.  Mello was stretched languidly out on the couch, staring up at the chipped paint of the ceiling, waving his chocolate bar in Matt's direction. "…You know I don't like chocolate," the redhead said, instead of pointing out the very obvious fact that Mello was offering, which meant something was wrong.  But of course he already knew what that was, so there was really no point. The blonde turned to look at him, eyes narrow.  "Damnit, Matt!  Of course I know that!  I'm offering to share.  You should take full advantage of that."  The dark tissues of hi