He probably wouldn't defend himself or confirm anything. Hands off would've been his style, but also not... bothering when we were at the 20 person limit would've been too.
No I’m giving us a free pass. I’m a policeman, I can do that.
[ he can’t. he shifts his hand to scritch behind the cat’s ears when she starts rumbling like a little steam engine. ]
I think it’s odd at any point. I was pretty used to have Zag around. Probably weirder when you’ve been sharing a room with someone for upwards of seven weeks rather than a month though.
He kept bringing that fucking pillow to curfew. [ HELP ] I think so? Unless he stealth bequeathed it to you without you knowing, in which case it’s yours and he can’t stop you accidentally dropping it in the lava.
If it turns out he did that, then I'm going to triple murder him if I ever see his smug face again.
Suppose you had to deal with it more than I did if he brought it every week, at least here it's been in the bunk where I can't see it. I'd let you burn it with me.
I’m going to give him the tiniest bit of credit and then immediately regret it, but it did take him a couple of weeks to start bringing it. But I’m not going to say no to burning it.
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[gesturing for date to come sit.]
Doing all right?
[are we all in the disappointed but unsurprised club.]
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Yeah. Kinda impressive he managed to finally piss off someone enough to trip at the finish line though.
[ in a very dark way. ]
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[a slight shrug, as he leans back against date.]
Could've just thought he fit the potential profile, for last week, and took a gamble. It could be that for either one of them.
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[ ... he pulls a face. ]
There's a lot of things we didn't think about last week.
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[this shitty demon. ugh.]
Much as I hate thinking it, I might miss being annoyed.
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He probably wouldn't defend himself or confirm anything. Hands off would've been his style, but also not... bothering when we were at the 20 person limit would've been too.
[ he shrugs. ]
Did it grow on you?
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[it doesn't matter so much now, honestly.]
Suppose it did, though. I think he's sort of an acquired taste.
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[ me turning my brain off after last week like i can't think about this anymore ]
... [ he snorts, hang on. ]
Yeah. Yeah, that's a good way of putting it.
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[me, staring at the sun in those tags happening on this the day of mephisto's death]
Think we've both proven we can acquire some pretty questionable tastes then, haven't we?
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... Well, he'll be the one facing the music if he was the culprit. [ :/ ] Trying to figure out if he's serious or not is half the battle.
[ he pulls a face. ]
To be fair, it's not my fault. [ that's his defence your honour and he's sticking with it. ]
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[his cat streeeetches and yawns, waking up from her nap in his lap, and moves over to headbutt date. pets. now.]
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[ both of them kEPT DOING IT THOUGH.
he does reach out and pet the demanding kitty. hello. ]
Still, a room to yourself is kinda nice. Even if you miss the roommate that left for you to get it. [ uh. ] In differing amounts, I guess.
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[demanding kitty is demanding, but she accepts her tribute, purring.]
...that's right, though, suppose you've had one to yourself for a while. It's odd, after having shared it.
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[ he can’t. he shifts his hand to scritch behind the cat’s ears when she starts rumbling like a little steam engine. ]
I think it’s odd at any point. I was pretty used to have Zag around. Probably weirder when you’ve been sharing a room with someone for upwards of seven weeks rather than a month though.
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[strange, knowing he'll wake up in the morning without anyone else there. annoying or not.
after a moment, though:]
...the pillow will go with him, right. It has to.
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and then he just snorts. ]
He kept bringing that fucking pillow to curfew. [ HELP ] I think so? Unless he stealth bequeathed it to you without you knowing, in which case it’s yours and he can’t stop you accidentally dropping it in the lava.
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Suppose you had to deal with it more than I did if he brought it every week, at least here it's been in the bunk where I can't see it. I'd let you burn it with me.
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[ god. ]
I’m going to give him the tiniest bit of credit and then immediately regret it, but it did take him a couple of weeks to start bringing it. But I’m not going to say no to burning it.