[ after all the running around and dancing, eiden has dropped his shoes and ridiculous rainbow socks (you always have to have a secret under your formal wear and his are just stupid, sheer, knee-high rainbow socks) and is just kind of kicking his peets in the water.
there are no pigs here because i'm making it so. that's the only reason he's doing it. they have all gone to sneeps and he's watching a cute little family of them piled up in the corner snoozing. in his lap, topper is just flopped, asleep with a round belly full of food. ]
[ shirt back on, much to the distress of some, wenzhou makes his way over to where eiden is sitting at the water. he eases his way down with a heavy grunt, buzzed enough to be nearly drunk. yiguo is under a table somewhere - having rejected half the food and eaten the other half - and can stay there for now.
with a wide yawn, he bumps against eiden's shoulder. ]
[ he is bumped! and bumps him back, kicking his feet in the water a little, he offers him a smile and quickly tries to nudge his last drink out of sight. ]
Yeah? How're you feeling, most beloved imperial father? All partied out?
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there are no pigs here because i'm making it so. that's the only reason he's doing it. they have all gone to sneeps and he's watching a cute little family of them piled up in the corner snoozing. in his lap, topper is just flopped, asleep with a round belly full of food. ]
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with a wide yawn, he bumps against eiden's shoulder. ]
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Yeah? How're you feeling, most beloved imperial father? All partied out?