(+44): The date did not go well. Turns out I once set her brother on fire.

[puzzlingly]

get them while they're hot

Comments

[requiemshark]

Drunk lup needs a leash
Or like
200% more chill
Of which I have none

Can’t believe I’m the fucking voice of reason btw

[restinglichface]

nice try dick i got the fucking worlds tiniest detective on my side
hell scoop that shit out and put you in fucking coffee stealing jail asap
which is a v real place if you were wondering

[requiemshark]

Absolutely none of that made sense but Drake will back me up so there
Tell it to his sad face I dare you

[restinglichface]

rude
rude
rude
rude
dont u dare use his sad face against me
that shit is a weapon
also youre rude

[restinglichface]

yeah ok ok.
fucking fair point
something is v wrong with this scenario

[restinglichface]

honey ill bring way more than popcorn
prepare your taste buds for the fucking bombass voyage they are about to go on

[puzzlingly]

can i say im so glad u exist?

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[murderpotato]

i mean yeah my pantsll probably be comin off tonight but it better not be fuckin around you

no offense but you already know my type and you aint it

[His type is mercenary Ryan Reynolds, apparently.]

[requiemshark]

Think of it like a war zone. It’ll get easier.

[It won’t. Or at least “easier” isn’t the right word. It will become familiar and certain things will become routine. Ephemera isn’t sure whether that’s good or not.

He shrugs at the question.]

Thought you were talking the day off.

[requiemshark]

I’ll take rude over a fist fight
Any day
Shamelessly

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[sheathes]

I apologize. Some of the drinks here can overwhelm even myself.

[ That's not an explanation. ]

[requiemshark]

Nothing tequila shots won’t solve

[puzzlingly]

its alright now im only wondering if you worship cats too

[lifetothefullest]

I'd rather be over-stressed than acclimate to that.

[He says it without hesitation, even if it's not judgemental; it's not like Ephemera's advice is bad, but it's not an option Lance is willing to go with. He's absolutely not going to go back to that frame of mind.

The questions earns a shrug from Lance too.]

I am. This is not official, formal therapy, so don't say anything you don't want me telling the first person I feel like gossiping with.

[It's a joke, obviously; he's not just going to go tell anyone anything. But this is definitely also not any sort of formal discussion, and so it still counts as taking the day off. Right? Right.]

Gren

[murderpotato]

1. im drunk and hes still weird

2. in case you were wondering i realized something last night. rick james was right, cocaine is a hell of a drug.

3. i mean i let him fuck me after we both ate taco bell sober... thats gotta mean something, right?

4. text him some weird shit you meme loving fucks

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera just shrugs. Either Sweets will adapt or he won't. Hopefully he'll make the transitions as painlessly as possible. Ephemera doesn't know him well enough to offer help and doubts his brand of advice would be appreciated.

Strangely, Ephemera finds that he likes Sweets well enough.]

Cool.

[Just a conversation. Like they're actually friends instead of...whatever they are.

Ephemera drinks his coffee.]

Okay, I guess. No fights.

[He tips his head to the side.]

It's complicated, with Drake. Guess he told you about that.

[lifetothefullest]

That's good.

[The no fights part, obviously. As for the Drake one--]

I can't disclose what he may or may not have told me, although I can say I'm not surprised things are complicated. Are they normal complicated, or is there something that's changed recently?

[And he'll take this opportunity to drink some more coffee.]

[requiemshark]

Normal complicated. I think? [Good god he has relationship drama. Ephemera still isn't sure how this happened. He shakes his head a little, a faint smile on his face.] Nothing's changed. I'm just. New. To this sort of thing.

Jo Harvelle

[knifecollecting]

1) (651):

I don't remember that much at all. But I guess I met this guy from New Zealand and his dog, and then I punched someone in the face.

2) (201):

nothing like a long car ride to make you think of all the bad things you've done

3) (918):

I traded some nice guy at the bar ten bucks and a pack of cigarettes for his leather jacket. I'm pretty sure I win at life. Whoever is in my phone as Tyler Durden, I thank you.

Text her?

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance manages a faint smile of his own at that response and Ephemera's expression.]

That's understandable. I'm glad you've found someone.

[notimpervious]

You really believe that? I wonder sometimes. I find I like to speculate on how it was based on what is left, but I do wonder.

[requiemshark]

Thanks.

[He's trying not to fuck it up. Could be going better.

But, in the end, it could be going a whole lot worse. He's got Drake. He's even got friends. Definitely an improvement over the shit that went down on Chorus.

Ephemera is quiet for a moment, drinking his coffee.]

You can tell me to fuck off if this isn't something you wanna get into. But that woman. I get her right?

[He doesn't know her name, but he remembers the way Sweets looked at her in the dream.]

[notimpervious]

The poor turtle...

[She. Might already be drunk.]

[notimpervious]

Oh. All right.

Thank you. I am well trained. So are you, which means your compliment is probably sincere.

[requiemshark]

it had a good life

[Maybe??? Either way they're drinking.]