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[sortileges]

"--a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Is that it? How do I tur--"

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[sortileges]

[ He splutters at that. ]

THEY DON'T NEED TO HIRE A MARCHING BAND!

[ Oh my god doesn't she realise how embarrassing those are?! ]

[psycholawgy]

[ well this is coming from miss screams from the rooftops, so... ]

DON'T YELL AT ME!

[sortileges]

[ OW?! His hands move to covers his ears and he mimes "ow" at her.

Down gurl ]

[psycholawgy]

[ he started this. she'll just eat her chicken. ]

[sortileges]

[ Good. While she eats he'll finish his water than just lay back on the floor. It's so late... just leave him here to die. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ well, she won't disturb him. he can even close his eyes all he likes. though maybe he should move to the bed for that. she'll just bother him when she's had about three drumsticks. ]

Merlin?

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[ His eyes stay closed, but he replies with a soft: ] Yeah?

[psycholawgy]

[ she fixes the mess on the floor while he's just there. better not make his life worse than it already is. ]

Should I put the chicken in the fridge?

[sortileges]

[ One eye cracks open. ]

You finished?

[psycholawgy]

I can't finish all of this.

[sortileges]

[ He pushes up onto one elbow and reaches in to take another piece. ]

You can wait a bit longer.

[psycholawgy]

There's too much.

[ she can't eat an entire bucket?!??!?! ]

[sortileges]

[ He glances at her. ]

I'm going to eat some?

[ It's not all for you?! ]

[psycholawgy]

Oh, alright.

[ it just seemed like he was expecting her to finish it all?!?!?! gosh!!!! ]

It'd taste better with blue cheese.

[sortileges]

[ Nah, he just wanted to make sure she got her fill okok. ]

Well I don't have any. Did you finish your water?

[psycholawgy]

[ then maybe he should stock up on blue cheese in the future! you never know when he might need it. ]

I did. Do you want some water?

[sortileges]

[ No?!?! That's gross. ]

No, but I can go get more. [ He shifts to stand and moves towards the kitchen, taking his chicken with him. In his other hand, he takes her glass. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ what's gross?!??!?!

but alright, man. you do you. she'll just wait here, staring at the bucket in front of her. ]

[sortileges]

[ blue cheese?????????

but when he comes back he holds out the glass of water to her, puts the finished chicken into the trash and gets a new one. ]

Here.

[psycholawgy]

[ she takes the glass with both hands and starts drinking again, looking at him and observing him as he eats. ]

Can I stay here?

[ something that she should have asked maybe an hour or so ago. ]

[sortileges]

[ He's just eating to have something to do tbh... ]

Sure, take the bed.

[ Meaning??????? He won't be sleeping in it. Ah. ]

[psycholawgy]

Where will you stay?

[ she really doesn't get why he's being weird about all this. ]

[sortileges]

The couch?

[ Because he's a Gentleman okok ]

[psycholawgy]

[ that's no good. it's also uncomfortable! which is why she crawls over to where he put her shoes to put them on. ]

Nevermind.

[sortileges]

What are you doing?

[ J e s u s please come and save him. ]

C'mon. You need to sleep. [ Which is why he's moving to drop the last of the chicken away now and runs after her. ]