fiddlestick | Class VII Text Group @ recolle

[THERE IS NO VORING. Or saying "Master" because FREEDOM BABY. Freedom]

McDonald's works for me!

Classy.

But yeah, I'm in

[EREN's BEEN VORING BEHIND YOUR BACK, ELLIOT!!!]

Their filet o' fish has nothing on my current experiment, but shut up See you there in 20 minutes, soldiers

[STOP SLEEPING WITH HIS MAN CROW. YOU GOT YOUR OWN.]

Haha, it's fine Crow. We know you're on a budget.

[Which is nice for broke]

Seeya soon!

[And he's on his way!]

Did I ever deny that?

See you guys soon.

[That's the last message they'll get from Rean before he arrives at the Designated Hangout Mickey D's roughly 15 minutes later.]

[And that's where they'll find Crow!

He's already got the booth picked out, phone in his hand and a notebook with statistics written down in his dumb neat-but-messy scrawl he calls handwriting.

In case you ever thought he didn't take waifus seriously.

But his eyes cast up when he hears the bell of the door ring, looking up to see if it was one of his boys.]

[Lucky for Crow, that sure is Elliot walking through the door. He waves and then heads over to the booth]

Hey Crow!

Oh wow- is that statistics?

[Rean comes wandering in not long after. He was in no rush to walk into his impending doom, after all, but here he is.]

Hey, guys. Sorry I'm a little late—

Crow. What is that?

[He means the notebook.]

[Crow waves down both of them, blinking owlishly as he's asked that question.]

Just some notes.

["Just some notes". The man has fuckin' percentages of pull rates after the rate up and actually did math equations of the total gems earned = how many pulls if he makes sure to save up for the 10 pulls.

There's also the other pulls to account for, their percentages, as well as his own gem stock he's been hoarding. Which, for a compulsive gambler, is a pretty hefty sum. Especially since he's gone F2P since February.

Crow, why aren't you this diligent in your gen eds...]

C'mon, we're burning twilight.

[He gets a 20 out of his wallet and hands it to them.]

Go on, get whatever you want.

[Elliot was never one for the gacha life. Honestly most phone games tended to bore him after a week. Why play games when you could play music? So all this? Looks like extremely complicated witchcraft. He had no idea these games took THIS much thought]

Wow he is...really serious about this.

[He even handed over a $20!! Broke lil Crow giving them a whole twenty dollars! He looks over at Rean in almost amazement. Is this...is this normal of your boyfriend? Give him a sign]

Uh, okay. What do you want Rean?

[Or your order. whatever]

...You. You wrote down stats. For gacha pulls. ...Crow, oh my god.

[He reaches up to run a hand back through his hair, then sighs.]

I swear, the things you invest effort into...

[He seems a little surprised by the Entire Twenty Dollars, too, but ah, well. It can't cost $20 to get McDonalds, right? They'll just give him back the change, no harm, no foul.]

Ah... no need. I'll just go up with you. Crow, try not to descend full on into madness for the five minutes we're gone?

Look, it's better if we know the odds for this thing. It's 40% preparation, 50% luck, 10% determination and 5% perspiration.

[That's 105%, Crow.

Honestly, that was Crow's mentality too. McDonald's doesn't cost 20 dollars, but it's better than going up and counting coins when they could be working to pull for the hunnies.]

I'll behave. Get me a Filet-o-fish meal and a small shake?

[You can almost see the anime sweatdrop appear behind his head. Crow ...Crow this is so intense.]

Haha...o-okay! Be right back.

[he's just...gonna head to the counter and order himself a parfait along with Crow's food]

All these percentages and you can't do simple math...?

[SIGH. Oh, well. He heads off with Elliot, just ordering himself a burger and a Coke. Like a good doormat, he helps Elliot carry all the food back to their seats.]

Lesser fish burger delivery~.

[-Won't- do simple math, thank you very much.

There's a difference.

But Crow's beaming when they come back, his smile lighting up the table as he goes to help shuffle that tray into the middle between them.]

Thaaaaaaank you~! [It's easy to see which meal is his, separating it from the rest and opening it up and off to the side.

As for the shake, he'll just remove the top of it and bring that medium fry towards the center, taking one and dipping it into the shake before inserting it into his mouth.]

Alright, I'll let you two get settled and fed. Need you at the top of your game, after all.

[He'll sit down and take his own parfait, opening it up and eating with a spoon. He doesn't question Crow using the shake as a condiment, but instead]

Lesser fish burger?

Why am I not surprised you do that...

[Crow, you monster. Rean will just plop himself down as well, and pluck up his wrapped burger.

As to Elliot's question, he'll answer while he's unwrapping it:]

Oh, remember the "current experiment" he mentioned in the chat? He's been making a burger using whitefish instead of beef... it's really good.

You admit I'm a man of good taste.

[It's hard to see, but Crow's cheeks flush a little bit from Rean's compliment.]

You flatter me. There's still something missing from it to really make it stand out...but I'm trying to figure out exactly what.

Something no one else would even think of.

Oh wow! So that's what it was.

[he was wondering if it was more with gatorade, but this is a pleasant surprise]

Not sure what that something would be...maybe a secret sauce? That's a popular way to spice up a burger isn't it?

You're a man of good taste sometimes. Milkshake fries are not one of those times.

[Rejected.]

Oh... that could work! I don't know exactly what kind of flavors it could use, but..

You don't know what you're missin'.

[betrayal!]

A sauce, huh...that might just work. [You can practically see the gears turning in his head.]

Swapping out the tartar sauce for something a little more...adventurous maybe.

Haha, really? Can I try one Crow?

[Time to settle the milkshake fry debate before it tears them apart]

Yeah! Maybe something that gives a surprise kick? A flavor you don't expect when you bite into a whitefish.

I do know what I'd be missing, actually. Ketchup.

[Flawless logic! But he won't stop Elliot from asking for a taste.]

Yeah. Maybe something a little spicy?

[At the question, Crow turns the fries towards the center of the table.]

Of course. These were meant to be shared.

[He'll even put his shake in the center, for Elliot's convenience. With eyes half-lidded, he turns to Rean, smiling and playfully flicking a ketchup packet in his direction.]

Don't be too adventurous. Might hurt yourself. I'll give you something spicy alrigh-

[He means--]

Not a bad idea, though...

Hm. I think I know just the thing.

Aha!

[He reaches over and grabs a fry, dipping it in the milkshake and then considering]

Mm, not bad!

[Nom nom nom]

Oh yeah? Figured something out?

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