[ He actually makes his way over towards the stairs to the loft, at least high up them enough that he can push a plate of... brownies? Across the floor towards him. He then starts to descend them again, to drop and sit with his own.
Ming Yi may or may not be sharing some with him just to cut off a possible request to at the pass. ]
He was making a bunch of baked goods when I went into the kitchen, so I stuck around. Judging by how he was stirring the batter for these, he was making them as a means of venting.
I wasn't about to complain. [ momf ] And I guess I'm feeling generous.
[ retroactively, rip to beau who was absolutely innocent ]
It's what he's setting up for himself, at the rate that he's going. [ momf ] We're left chasing our own asses, and I have a feeling it's going to be a trend.
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Well, it's not my neck on the chopping block, so yeah.
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[ He actually makes his way over towards the stairs to the loft, at least high up them enough that he can push a plate of... brownies? Across the floor towards him. He then starts to descend them again, to drop and sit with his own.
Ming Yi may or may not be sharing some with him just to cut off a possible request to at the pass. ]
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white gets off the bed to take a look.]
... These aren't poisoned or something, right?
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Unless Vlad poisoned them before giving them to me, no. They're fine. Either take them, or I'll eat them.
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[look, white won't say no to free sweets if they won't kill him. he grabs the plate.]
What's the occasion? You're getting free shit from people?
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I wasn't about to complain. [ momf ] And I guess I'm feeling generous.
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Guess he has a lot to vent over, huh? [...] Well, thanks.
[he stuffs one into his mouth. omnom.]
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[ rip to Beau who may or may not be innocent ]
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The lack of answers sure sucks, though.
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It's what he's setting up for himself, at the rate that he's going. [ momf ] We're left chasing our own asses, and I have a feeling it's going to be a trend.