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[personal profile] silvernaphil 2025-05-24 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sweetest, huh? He pulls out a vodka cooler that's apparently meant to be rocket pop flavoured and hands it to Lucas as he stands up and kicks the bar fridge shut. That's about four different kinds of sweet in one, it'll have to do.

There's a couch and two armchairs in front of the entertainment unit with the TV, which is where David parks himself - draped all the way across the couch with his feet still hanging off the arm.]


Still weird to me that you're the most normal one here in some ways, Wheely Boy.
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[personal profile] candybomb 2025-05-27 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
(( Lucas has a monstrous sweet tooth. He's just been too busy to spend his days shoving hard candy endlessly into his face. But any chance for something sweet is one he'll pounce on. He takes the can with a quiet nod, quickly squinting to read the tiny print on it for the flavors (don't worry, he's not fretting about ingredients).

Satisfied by what he sees on the can, he follows David and settles into one of the arm chairs. Despite his often chaotic behavior, he doesn't flop into the chair. He lowers himself into it and sits there properly for a few sends before reclining more comfortably into it. The can cracks open and Lucas takes a long drink then sighs, satisfied that this is sweet enough. ))


What's really normal these days? Especially here.
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[personal profile] silvernaphil 2025-05-27 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that's what I mean, though.

[David's about to say something unusually frank and unusually complimentary all at once, which means he's keeping his eyes on the ceiling instead of looking at Lucas while he does. Lacing his hands behind his head, he continues:]

This place is crazy, yeah, but right now? This could just be my house, and you could be someone I hung out with before that cult fucked everything up. It's nice.

[There's a definite twinge of melancholy in those last two words. David tries not to think about his friends too much so he can focus on the work itself, but the reasons for it are never far from his mind.]