Anyway, Flayn is on her way back from the lake, and she doesn't look happy. No one is happy because, after all, murder happened, but. Hi, WWX! She seems deep in thought about something and may not remember to step out of the way to let him pass.]
Anyway, for the hilarity of this, he'll stop shy to talk to her but when she accidentally clips into his shoulder he immediately says:]
Watch where you're going, you absolute— [AND THAT'S ALL HE GETS OUT BEFORE HE SLAPS HIS HANDS OVER HIS MOUTH. There's something muffled behind his hand and he looks apologetic?!]
What?? Flayn looks startled, but then, before she can stop herself, she steps closer to him and goes on her tiptoes so that she can reach up in an attempt to pat his head.]
Sorry, I-- [A pause as he visibly strains.] -think your headpats are shit and you-- [Yeah he's clapping his hand over his mouth again YEEHAW. Like a petulant 3 year old, he stamps a foot on the ground.]
[HE JUST. NODS WITH HIS HANDS OVER HIS MOUTH, LOOKING AS APOLOGETIC AS CAN BE AS SHE WALKS... He may be saying something but he is valiantly keeping it muffled. Goodbye friend congrats on our 5 minute pc.]
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fishingforcompliments) wrote2020-06-07 04:18 pm
w2, friday
(No. The answer is no.)
Anyway, Flayn is on her way back from the lake, and she doesn't look happy. No one is happy because, after all, murder happened, but. Hi, WWX! She seems deep in thought about something and may not remember to step out of the way to let him pass.]
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Anyway, for the hilarity of this, he'll stop shy to talk to her but when she accidentally clips into his shoulder he immediately says:]
Watch where you're going, you absolute— [AND THAT'S ALL HE GETS OUT BEFORE HE SLAPS HIS HANDS OVER HIS MOUTH. There's something muffled behind his hand and he looks apologetic?!]
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What?? Flayn looks startled, but then, before she can stop herself, she steps closer to him and goes on her tiptoes so that she can reach up in an attempt to pat his head.]
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[HE SAYS, LOOKING SO FUCKING EXHAUSTING.]
Sorry, I-- [A pause as he visibly strains.] -think your headpats are shit and you-- [Yeah he's clapping his hand over his mouth again YEEHAW. Like a petulant 3 year old, he stamps a foot on the ground.]
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[hm. she looks concerned, but.]
...I think, perhaps, we should speak tomorrow instead. Good day to you.
[AND SHE'S JUST WALKING AWAY...]
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