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h.c. andersen | professional simp ([personal profile] manlet) wrote2019-09-30 10:29 pm

inbox. [aef.]

Make it quick. I'm a busy man.
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[personal profile] ressusciter 2019-10-10 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
Nor do you want to sense such a thing. If the time comes, you shall, and you shall understand how all will turn to ash beneath the flames that rage in my soul.

[opening the cabinets, he finds little - except in the back of one, there is a dusty bottle of a brown liquid and two mugs. smelling it, he can discern it's not poison, merely forgotten, and he brings the bounty to where they were sitting.]

There. You have provided something of yours, and I cannot allow you to exceed me in hospitality.

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[personal profile] ressusciter 2019-10-11 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
By the scent of it? Whiskey.

[excuse you, you're going to wait until he pours you some in your mug, which he'll hand off and then pour his own. don't be crude about this.]
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[personal profile] ressusciter 2019-10-11 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Good Lord, I hope not. Yours shall encroach upon my mind like an unwanted houseguest.

[you have the smaller frame, therefore, he thinks you'll get trashed way faster. picking up his mug, he holds it out.]

It feels like we should toast something, given the circumstances.