I don't know, I've just always kind of kept to myself, I guess.
[It's a little terse, but leaving it at that seems like a better idea than going into any detail on how oh, yeah, this whole "friends" thing is kind of new to him at twenty goddamn years of age.]
[Yeah, Crow survived just by being tall, friendly, good looking and athletic in gym. High school wasn't the worst, but it sure wasn't something he'd call the best years of his life.]
Heh, appreciated. Don't take what I said to heart, that was just for high school friends
They can't even hold a candle to how fun you guys are. Who'd have thought just chatting up the violinist at a cat cafe would spark fate?
[He'll let that sit for a few seconds, before typing again.]
As for you, Rean...I /suppose/ I can grace you with this beautiful visage for the next while...
Aww, that's sweet Crow. And you're right, talk about a fateful meeting. Especially knowing that Rean had been in the cafe too! Maybe we were all destined to meet, even if it took a little time.
[It's a nice thought to have!!
Until....Crow promptly ruins it with that line. Oh boy. Yeah. he'll let rean take that one]
Haha... you know, I never really put much stock in destiny, but I admit I like the sound of it. And I guess I can't complain if this is what it brings me!
[...And then there's that. Thanks, Crow. Maybe someday he'll be able to have warm fuzzy feelings about something involving you that you don't immediately ruin by opening your metaphorical mouth.]
Oh, is that so? Thank you so much for this gift. A blessing, truly. 😐
[You can practically feel the musical note emoji emanating from his side of the conversation. Truth is, he likes getting rises out of these two with the dumb things he says.
It breaks down the formal walls quicker than second guessing everything you say. And if Rean's willing to give him snark so soon, it'll keep him from apologizing for overstepping a boundary that's not even there.]
I know, I know
But please, treat me like you would anyone else. Special treatment is just too much
Oh, believe me. I was planning on it. I almost considered playing along with you there and bestowing upon you some grandiose title, but I worried if I did, your ego would inflate so much your head would pop.
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I don't know, I've just always kind of kept to myself, I guess.
[It's a little terse, but leaving it at that seems like a better idea than going into any detail on how oh, yeah, this whole "friends" thing is kind of new to him at twenty goddamn years of age.]
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High school friends are only your friends because you're trapped with 'em 8 hours a day for 17 years of your life
You learn how to be friendly to survive
[Sure, Crow acted like he was everyone's friend, but the people on his contact list? Pretty dang short.]
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[Being a tiny band geek that was obviously gay? It was the Worst.
Though just thinking about Crow just acting "friendly"...]
Still, I consider you a friend Crow. A real one. And I'm still getting to know you Rean, but I'd like to be your friend too.
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[And to that last bit of Elliot's message, Rean pauses. He reads over it a few times, making sure he's reading it right. But eventually:]
Of course! I'd like to be friends with both of you, too.
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Heh, appreciated. Don't take what I said to heart, that was just for high school friends
They can't even hold a candle to how fun you guys are. Who'd have thought just chatting up the violinist at a cat cafe would spark fate?
[He'll let that sit for a few seconds, before typing again.]
As for you, Rean...I /suppose/ I can grace you with this beautiful visage for the next while...
Kidding, kidding. What Elliot says doubles for me
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[It's a nice thought to have!!
Until....Crow promptly ruins it with that line. Oh boy. Yeah. he'll let rean take that one]
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[...And then there's that. Thanks, Crow. Maybe someday he'll be able to have warm fuzzy feelings about something involving you that you don't immediately ruin by opening your metaphorical mouth.]
Oh, is that so? Thank you so much for this gift. A blessing, truly. 😐
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It breaks down the formal walls quicker than second guessing everything you say. And if Rean's willing to give him snark so soon, it'll keep him from apologizing for overstepping a boundary that's not even there.]
I know, I know
But please, treat me like you would anyone else. Special treatment is just too much
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What was the title?
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The secret will die with me
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pwetty pwease
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LYING LIAR WHO LIES
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Elliot back me up
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It is.
And it's not like you're not acting childish too right now, Rean...
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And hey, hey. I never said I wasn't a hypocrite.
[He's having fun with this.]
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Tell everyone that Rean Schwarzer called me His Most Handsome and Tall Highness
[This is getting stupider by the minute]
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We all would kinda just be 'tall' to you wouldn't we
But yeah, I've got a few inches on him
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Still not enough to call you His Most Tall or whatever, Crow
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Aha, but what about the most handsome part? You haven't argued against that, Rean.
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