I’ve got a wedding to leave for tomorrow and then I’m Ireland bound. So, happy winter gift day, dear Corian. *Hands a cane decorated with a stick on bow at the top to him.*
I have come to the conclusion that I rather like you.
Never figured you to be a pillow fight kind of person. Gonna be honest, it’s unsettling.
Would it be less unsettling in that I’d more likely smother you with it?
Value Me: I’ll write a drabble about my character telling yours how they feel about them.
“Honestly? Well. I’m a writer darling, never ask me for honesty. But I suppose it’s only fair, since you’re being so generously informative.” He pauses to chuckle, and sets his tea aside. “I couldn’t even feign a hatred for you. I think you are genuinely intelligent and perhaps naughty, and yes—indeed your genealogy intrigues me. Sometimes I wonder if I should cut you up so see how you tick, or continue to endlessly pester you. I suppose pestering is safest, as I’ve seen the smallest of what you can do. You’re impressive, Saoirse. I would so love to have you around a while longer.” He pauses again to sip his tea. “Comfortable? That’ll wear off soon. I was only curious, darling, I won’t be doing that again.”
Hallucinations: My character will have hallucinations about your character.
A glorious form outlined in golden sunlight. Fiery hair cascading down her back, a shield over her forearm and a spear in her hand. Powerful. Dangerous. Flying. Oh, how she moves like a queen, regal, unimpressed, commanding. He smiles dazedly, in awe, almost. That is what a demi-goddess should look like. That is what a demi-goddess does.
“Corian?” the fiery woman says, an eyebrow raised. “Corian, snap out of it. Corian!”
Surprisingly, that doesn’t answer my question. I’m curious about how drunk you’d define yourself, man.
Drunk enoeguh to do soemthing phenomenally stupid, irt seems.
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crazywithachanceofkindness:
[Text] I trust that was not yourself?
[text] …you know that question almost hurt, bro. but no not me at all. some silly burly lightweight. went down after like two bottles of something.
[Text] You have an interesting sense of humor, darling. You weren’t trying to drink them under the table, were you?
[text] i thought we’ve already established that i am hilarious. you say try like i didn’t succeed. i won hands down. znayesh>?
[Text] A regular laugh riot, darling. Of course you did, I was merely concerned you might have an iron stomach and your drinking partner was less fortunate. Seems the case.
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[Text] They might have been back-hand springs.
[text] that’s now sense making hey! you know what’s a total buzz kill? someone being ambulance’d to the hospital for alcohol poisoning
[Text] I trust that was not yourself?
[text] …you know that question almost hurt, bro. but no not me at all. some silly burly lightweight. went down after like two bottles of something.
[Text] You have an interesting sense of humor, darling. You weren’t trying to drink them under the table, were you?
