fiddlestick | Class VII Text Group @ recolle

Tch... I'm only off by a couple of months, Crow. Don't act like it's that scandalous.

[He, too, thanks Crow for the water, though. Snarky or not, he is a Good Boy™.]

Ahaha... I don't think he had to try too hard with me. He was basically on my good side already by virtue of being a cat. [Pachinko sure as hell is being spoiled by two humans! Rean can do this all day.] But I think Elliot's right. I think he just wants all of the attention, ever.

[FINE BY HIM]

[His voice fakes a teary-eyed tone:]

They grow up right before my eyes...before you know it they'll be in college and telling me what's best for me!

[Pachinko's tail's swishing back and forth contently, letting Rean continue to pet him as those eyes start to droop. Just leave him here, he won't be going anywhere for awhile.]

So I got him one of those toys that makes you work for your treats, so that should definitely keep him busy when I'm at school, along with some other things. Guess I'll have to hold off on the lottery and horse races til further notice...

[See: probably ever. Pachinko takes priority over dollar lotto tickets.]

You do realize I'm already in college, right...

[Yep, Crow is getting a healthy dose of the patented Dead-Eyed Rean Stare™. He deserves this. But he lets up after a second of that with a sigh.

...heh. Guess so. Worth it, though, isn't it? Listen to how loudly he purrs.

[He's back to smiling. It doesn't take much.]

Maybe I'm biased, but I think this is a little better than a horse race.

[These two already bicker like an old married couple jeez...]

Yeah, I can hear him from over here. [Sure he has pretty good hearing, but still]

I'm with Rean, though sometime we'll still go to the casino, okay?

Oh no. He's growing so fast I can't keep up...

[Although Crow is hiding that smile as best he can. It's clear he's just messing with him. Pachinko leans into his hand as he scritches that ear, his smile all but warm as he watches this cat snuggle further and further into Rean's lap.

Finally, a cat that won't scratch him.]

That siren song...you know I can't resist~ You're coming too, Rean. You look like the type of guy who's never set foot in one.

Just a feeling I get.

That's what happens when you get old, I guess...

[Rean rolls his eyes, but he's just barely biting back a smile, too. Yeah, they absolutely are bickering like an old married couple, and Rean loves it.

Rean also loves that he is no longer Rean, but a Pachinko bed. This is the best day of his life.]

Huh? Why? I'm not really into...

I mean, I haven't ever gone, but I'm not really interested, either. Gambling's not really my thing.

[Well, Rean's (lack of) enthusiasm sure says it all. His face falters for a moment, much like a person who'd been so used to things as a group that he assumed a little too much.

Can't blame the guy for not wanting to go when it's not his thing, at least...

That smile's quick to band-aid it, though, turning to Elliot and tilting his head.]

Rean's out--guess it's just you and me then!

[Elliot himself had been wondering if bringing Rean to a casino was such a good idea. Rean didn't seem like the gambling type, and with how much he pokes Crow about the owed money- would he really enjoy a place where the entire point was to burn money?]

Haha, yeah, that's fine. You could cat-sit Pachinko!

Though if you change your mind, you're welcome to join us.

[That faltering isn't lost on Rean, and with Elliot offering again...]

Ah... maybe I can come along once. I probably won't bring too much with me, but it's a new experience, right...?

[#peerpressure

#ohnocrowdon'tmakethatfaceithurtshim]

[Rean's cautious change of tone isn't lost on Crow, either. True, maybe he had wanted Rean to come along initially if only to show him his interests, but if you didn't like to gamble, you didn't like to gamble. There's no shame in wanting to opt out of that.]

You're more than welcome to be our third, but you don't have to do this on our account. [He tries to sound as gentle about it as possible, reaching out to ruffle Rean's hair.]

Even I can admit gambling's pretty boring when it's not somethin' you like doing.

[Oh no Rean has that sad puppy look again.]

Yeah, it's not like we have to do everything together. If you're not interested, our feelings won't be hurt.

I mean, I'm definitely not interested in going along on any trips to the gym if you guys do that.

[Maybe if he was single he'd go for the eye candy, but...nah. Nah]

I mean... I've also never tried it, so who knows? I could be biased.

I'll try it this once, then I'll know for sure one way or the other.

[He sounds more certain of himself now, at least, even if he is bowing his head a little in response to being headpatted. This isn't supposed to happen to him? He's supposed to do this to other people?

...Not that he's shoving Crow away, though. Why would he do that?]

...And, yeah, Elliot, I can't see that working out for you. ...I wouldn't be opposed, though.

[Gotta get that training in!!]

[Well, if Rean's certain, Crow's gonna light up like a Christmas Tree. Seriously, he's blossoming.]

We'll make sure we do more than just slots, don't worry. They've got billiards where we can just bet against each other.

Who knows? Maybe I'll pay off my debt!

[He's joking, he knows his debt's probably astronomical by now.]

Heh, 'working out'. Nice one.

I wouldn't mind hittin' up the gym with you--with my ex-roomie gone it's been kinda quiet.

Slots are pretty boring anyway since there's no skill. I like billiards though! I like to think I can hold my own in it.

[In other words, he's good]

Hehe, yeah good one. [But yes good you two, make a gym date]

Oh! [Rean actually perks up at the mention of billiards.] I'm not the greatest at it or anything, but I do actually know how to play. That'd be fun.

[And to being called out for his pun, he grins.]

Heh. I was hoping you'd catch that. [♪] —Ah? "Gone?"

No skill, unless you charm Lady Luck to be on your side~

[But billiards was more fun if they were going as a group, and he brightens up even more when Rean agrees.]

Then that's the plan! Even Elliot seems pretty confident, but I'm no slouch either.

[He pauses, though, when Rean asks.]

Ah...we were originally supposed to room together in that apartment, but her old man wouldn't have it. She still pays for the rent though, as long as she can visit it since she's back in Georgia.

...If I didn't know better, I'd say that sounds like cheating. [He's not saying Crow does cheat just you know, the only way he can see that working is rigging the slot machine] But that's a good plan.

[He'll be quiet as Crow explains that story, since Crow already told him about that situation]

Mm... cheating or just hoping for the best and being disappointed when it doesn't work out.

[So what he's saying is that he has no faith in your "Lady Luck," Crow.]

Oh, I see... [Man, that's a good friend to pay for an apartment that far away she's not even living in.] Does she visit often?

It's talk like that that makes her stay away, you know.

[Assholes.]

Not really. It's pretty far from here for one thing, and she's...probably got obligations.

Dates. Finding her own this time instead of taking mine.

Ah, sorry. Didn't realize she was so sensitive.

[he doesn't sound very sorry]

Oh yeah, she's probably too busy with all women in Atlanta to go after anyone you meet here...

[He may be idly watching for reactions here, don't mind him]

If that's all it takes, she might be a little too capricious of a mistress to waste your time on, you know...

[He's not sounding very sorry, either.]

Heh, well, I guess that's one upside. [And normally, he wouldn't ask, but... curiosity gets the better of him.] Do you go on a lot of those? Dates, I mean?

Hm. Maybe I'm playing to the wrong field then.

[What if there was a Lord Luck, after all..]

Hah...not in awhile, actually. I used to get numbers but...well, she took all of the girls. And with Retrospec now pretty much a part of my life...it's kinda hard to find a guy who really 'gets it'.

If you say so.

[He has a feeling Crow will never give up luck-based games, so why bother arguing?

But yeah good Rean, be curious]

Mmm...yeah, I could see that. It'd be hard to start dating someone when you can't tell them anything about the app. You might meet someone nice on the app though...

Yeah... we'll go with that.

[Crow, please. But, hm. Rean glances up, thoughtful. So Crow goes both ways, huh...? ...Wait, why does that matter?!]

Yeah, I can definitely see that being an issue. You'd basically be locking your partner out of half of your life... [Because why would you date if not to find a long-term partner? Rean's a romantic in that way.] Still, Elliot's right. At least having the app does kind of limit your dating pool to a something more manageable than, say, Tinder.

Basically, and it's hard to really make excuses if they happen to notice something weird going on. Or if your hair turns a different colour...

[He nods, thoughtfully.]

Who knows, maybe they're hiding right in plain sight.

[Crow's not even TRYING to flirt this bad...]

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