(no subject)

[meekly]

[laying around downstairs, definitely not looking over at the window occasionally in hopes somebody might show up... definitely not]

Comments

[barelyjoyous]

[someone's... knocking on the window? for once?]

[meekly]

[!!!

trying not to seem too excited when he opens it]

[barelyjoyous]

[shoving a bag at you. it's pretty heavy.]

Hold that.

[meekly]

[wh— OOF ok barely because i am squishy]

O-okay.

[barelyjoyous]

[climbs on in.]

Picked it up on my way over.

[meekly]

It's heavy.

[barelyjoyous]

It's Slurm. You're welcome.

[meekly]

[what]

I don't— like Slurm.

[barelyjoyous]

Well that's too bad now, isn't it?

[meekly]

Er— where did you...

[barelyjoyous]

What, you think I stole it?

[meekly]

W-Well— Um—

[barelyjoyous]

—'Cause I did.

[meekly]

[nope i have to put this down, is a sickly pochi]

You— You shouldn't do that.

[barelyjoyous]

Why? I'm good at it.

[meekly]

But what if you still... got into trouble?

[barelyjoyous]

You gonna tell on me?

[picks up the bag, you big dying baby]

[meekly]

[well excuse me for being terminally ill]

N-no, of course not.

[barelyjoyous]

Good, being that I got it for you and all.

[meekly]

I— ... Sorry.

[barelyjoyous]

[for you ... to let me drink on your couch

which i am dumping the bag on]

[meekly]

You can have it, then.

[barelyjoyous]

Oh, 'tisn't good enough for milord but it is for the likes of me?

[cracking open a can :>]

[meekly]

[ajskadlf jerk]

N-No, I just don't like it, so it would go to waste.

[barelyjoyous]

Fine. What d'you like, then?