[ eiden hums because this milkshake that he's now commandeered is very good. for a brief moment, it feels like there's no mall outside, just a dumb diner and good food. there's no reaper's game, there's just someone he trusts. the vibes here are immaculate, warm, and he tilts his head a bit.
(they are also "this man looks amazing and wow look at that hickey his insane murder mind palace-having boyfriend gave him probably" wow)
finally: ]
Thanks. Didn't get anything last week, so I figured I would treat myself a little. How's the little prince enjoying his new diet?
[ this description of fei du's fucked up mind palace is 100% correct. wenzhou would agree with it, full stop, no questions asked. ]
I got something last week, but this is pretty good. [ he sticks his fry in his mouth, moving to set a foot against the footrest of eiden's chair for comfortable companionship. ] He's throwing a fit over it, but he'll live. He's picky, but not too picky, so you put food in front of him he'll eat it.
[ the check in gives him a moment. ]
I'm fine. Better start to the week than the ending of last week.
Seems like a pattern to keep us from getting too crazy. Not that it stops anyone, of course.
[ he reaches over the counter to grab for a spoon, sorry shadow people. one of them shoos his hand away but he manages to get one, sticking it in his milkshake and kind of stirring it around. ]
Hey, so, I had an idea for one of the rules. The like... nicer one. To remember the dead. You wanna help me?
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(they are also "this man looks amazing and wow look at that hickey his insane murder mind palace-having boyfriend gave him probably" wow)
finally: ]
Thanks. Didn't get anything last week, so I figured I would treat myself a little. How's the little prince enjoying his new diet?
[ he kicks his shoe ] And how're you doing?
[ a check in. ]
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I got something last week, but this is pretty good. [ he sticks his fry in his mouth, moving to set a foot against the footrest of eiden's chair for comfortable companionship. ] He's throwing a fit over it, but he'll live. He's picky, but not too picky, so you put food in front of him he'll eat it.
[ the check in gives him a moment. ]
I'm fine. Better start to the week than the ending of last week.
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[ he reaches over the counter to grab for a spoon, sorry shadow people. one of them shoos his hand away but he manages to get one, sticking it in his milkshake and kind of stirring it around. ]
Hey, so, I had an idea for one of the rules. The like... nicer one. To remember the dead. You wanna help me?