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[royalist]

TFLN OVERFLOW.

for will at royalist.

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[glodell]

[ he doesn't fucking know what he's doing anymore honestly, he's been lost ever since that 'endearing' remark. ]

I'm not making an ACTIVE EFFORT to do anything to you.

[ that's pretty much always been true, actually, which is part of why it pisses him off so much that he keeps getting dragged through the mud worse than anyone else. ]

I just don't want to do anything that pleases you at my own expense.

[ and refraining from expressing his petty rage would be a sacrifice. ]

[royalist]

You're making an active effort to talk to me, though.

Isn't this fun?

[glodell]

No it's not fun!

I happened to not have anything else going on tonight is all.

[royalist]

Couldn't find anyone to appreciate your aesthetic?

[glodell]

[ it takes him a moment to recognise the specific reference being made there, and once he does, he grimaces. ]

I don't go looking for that every night!

[royalist]

Ah, really? I wouldn't know about that kind of thing.

Just have a quiet night on your runner and pet Hector, then. Maybe read a few books?

[glodell]

That's what I WAS doing before you messaged me!

[royalist]

Oh, then I'm sorry to trouble you.

Would you like a recipe for a warm drink?

[glodell]

What the hell are you doing?

[royalist]

Asking if you want my recipe for a warm drink.

It's based off a recipe for buttered rum, but I substitute the rum for apple cider since I can't have alcohol at taverns.

Drinking it hot, with a book in your lap... It's pure bliss.

[glodell]

[ ugh, really reminding him how old he is here... ]

Yes, I got that part, but why? You just suddenly decided to care about my having a pleasant evening?

[royalist]

[ will: casually reminding everyone who's arguing with him that they're beefing with an 18 year old, ]

I want everyone to have a pleasant evening.

Unless they've done something really bad.

[glodell]

Really! Because it seemed like you were enjoying being a smarmy brat toward me a few minutes ago.

[ ... ]

What's the recipe?

[royalist]

[ will is indeed a smarmy brat, but he'll give glodell the recipe. it's something kinda like this.

maybe he takes cooking really seriously?? he's actually very diligent about writing it all out. ]

[glodell]

[ squints as he reads through the ingredients like he's half expecting there to be something in here that will combine horribly with the other flavours, but... he guesses it doesn't look like a prank..... ]

All right, I might give it a try sometime.

[royalist]

Good! Tell me if you like it when you try it.

I'll see if anyone I know knows how to cook for a dog.

[glodell]

[ don't just assume he'll definitely try it!!

(though he will once he gets around to buying some cider, because frankly it sounds delightful.) ]

You do know you're not going to win me over with these little gestures, if that's your angle.

[royalist]

I'm not trying to win you over.

I just think it'd be nice if you had a cozy night in with your dog.

[glodell]

[ will can see that he starts typing like five times



and eventually just gives up and leaves him on read ]

[royalist]

[ will's surprisingly okay with this, all in all. maybe this just means glodell is off having that cozy night in with hector.

later on he'll send glodell a random photo of a dog wearing a scarf. you know. for inspiration??

but he doesn't bother glodell again for the rest of the night otherwise. phew! ]