[HA! Well that is cute. He doesn't care to equate their furrier companions to animals more than they already are, but it's funny how some of the body language shifts. He'd shudder to think what life with a dog's tail would reveal.]
That she did.
[But yeah. that.]
With only one body I'd hope we can streamline the process, but considering how things went when we found the culprits an hour early last time...I don't know. We're good at stinking up the air with a big load of bullshit, aren't we?
[ he doesn't seem mad, at least, just exasperated as hell. he turns back to his stove, but as he does, his tail bats at richie. it's like getting hit with a mop, with how heavy it is. ]
Why are you so interested in my love life, hm? Are you interested? Jealous?
[There's a tidy "oof!" as he is tail-whacked, even a little stumble back. But as ever, Richie is a hard guy to knock down. He keeps swinging back up again, like an inflatable mascot on an air pump.]
Jealous? [His face lights up with mischief and he barks out another laugh. He leans saucily on the counter with his elbow and waggles his brows.] Why, would you want me to be?
I don't know what happened. One morning we woke up and were in love completely out of nowhere. The next, all romantic feelings were gone. It was very strange. And awkward.
Well. Don't know if you witnessed it properly, the party was pretty bumping, but just the other week Mizu and I had a similar whirlwind affair. Or rather the end of one — we were one-hundo percent convinced we were embroiled in a nasty divorce. For roughly the span of an hour, no less.
Me neither. Are we not being fucked with in enough ways? Have our heads not be squeezed through a lemon juicer already? Surely we don't need cursed chocolate and drinks that make you go bald on top of it all.
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That she did.
[But yeah. that.]
With only one body I'd hope we can streamline the process, but considering how things went when we found the culprits an hour early last time...I don't know. We're good at stinking up the air with a big load of bullshit, aren't we?
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You have such a way with words. [ amused. ] I think it speaks highly of our group. None of us want to do wrong, so much.
Well. Most of us. Speaking of which --
[ reaches over to FLICK HIM ON THE NOSE if he can reach, anyway. ]
Basilio asked me if being single was relevant to being a doctor, and I could hang you upside down by your ankles.
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No he absolutely does nail him on the schnoz.]
Ouch!
[ducking back, surprised at first. Then he's laughing, holding his hand up in a bid for peace.]
Don't string me up JQ! I meant nothing by it, I swears it I do!
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[ he doesn't seem mad, at least, just exasperated as hell. he turns back to his stove, but as he does, his tail bats at richie. it's like getting hit with a mop, with how heavy it is. ]
Why are you so interested in my love life, hm? Are you interested? Jealous?
[ dryly. ]
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Jealous? [His face lights up with mischief and he barks out another laugh. He leans saucily on the counter with his elbow and waggles his brows.] Why, would you want me to be?
[no homo]
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You're certainly tall enough. [ he says, looking him over. ] But am I too old for you? That's the question.
[ teasing, but gay people are abundant in HSR so there's such a lack of no homo here it's incredible ]
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Maybe I just thought you two were so cute that first week! All cuddled up together. What happened?
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[ they crack whenever he crouches!! but. huff. ]
I don't know what happened. One morning we woke up and were in love completely out of nowhere. The next, all romantic feelings were gone. It was very strange. And awkward.
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Well. Don't know if you witnessed it properly, the party was pretty bumping, but just the other week Mizu and I had a similar whirlwind affair. Or rather the end of one — we were one-hundo percent convinced we were embroiled in a nasty divorce. For roughly the span of an hour, no less.
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... I did wonder about that. [ frowns. ] There are plenty of things here that can change how our emotions work. I suppose I'm not surprised.
I can't say I'm happy about it, either. [ tail swish. ]
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