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[bad_crowmance]

Huh. I'd wondered where he'd run off to.

[fiddlestick]

Yeah. I felt our bond break, so I went to the mirror house to be sure.

[bad_crowmance]

Well, thanks for the update. It was nice getting a chance to see him again.

[fiddlestick]

I'm sorry Crow...

I wish you had gotten more time with him here.

[Sorry what's that? Don't want to address your feelings? No worries, Elliot has plenty of emotions to go around]

[bad_crowmance]

[ You can have all the feelings you want, Elliot. Crow is gonna do his best to not do that, at least not publicly. ]

It would've been nice, but at least I got a chance to enjoy the ones I had.

[fiddlestick]

[It's a good thing this is text, because he sure gave a tired sigh on his end. Crow...]

I guess so...

[bad_crowmance]

I know so.
But if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to ask a favour when you see him again, if he doesn't come back here.

[fiddlestick]

What is it?

[bad_crowmance]

Tell him I said it was a lot of fun.

[fiddlestick]

[....]

That's it? "it was a lot of fun"?

[Sweet sweet aidios come on you bird]

You know Crow, if you wanna go so far as send a message from beyond the grave, it's not like it could kill you to send a little more...

[bad_crowmance]

Man, how sappy do you expect me to get here?! Gimme a break!

[fiddlestick]

As sappy as you honestly feel! "It was a lot of fun" sounds like something I tell people after study sessions!

C'mon Crow, is that really all you want said to him?

[bad_crowmance]

What are you expecting here, dramatic love confessions?

[sylphid]

ooh you got told.

[bad_crowmance]

No KIDDING!

private.

[overworker]

[Because she's going to be That Friend, but it's easier organized this way.]

Hey Crow. Where are you right now?

Re: private.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Of course she is. ]

At this exact moment? I'm in my room.

[ He has a feeling he'll be hearing a knock pretty soon. ]

[overworker]

Gimme five minutes.

[You damn right he will. True to her word, five minutes later, there's a soft knock.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow opens the door, an easy grin on his face. ]

You're just like clockwork, you know that? C'mon in.

[ Don't mind the occasional porn magazine, you know how it goes. ]

[overworker]

[She'll ignore them just this once. Her hands are full right now anyway. She brought a bottle of scotch, two glasses and a tub of ice cream. The spoon is in her mouth.

So she's going to gesture for some help here. Take something.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Naturally it's the scotch he's going for, though he also grabs the glasses to help out. ]

You had more ideas than you did hands I see.

[overworker]

[Popping the spoon out of her mouth, now she can talk.]

Thanks.

[And immediately she makes herself right at home.]

The ice cream is mine. [....] But I guess I could share if you want.

[Says the girl with a quart of ice cream.]

[bad_crowmance]

With that much ice cream? You'd better be sharing!

[ He says with all the petulant insistence of a best friend who knows she will. ]

Wanna play darts?

[overworker]

Oh alright.

[They’ll just have to share the spoon.]

Sure. It’s been a while though— go easy on me.

[bad_crowmance]

Of course, I won't even put any stakes on it this time.

[ Which is about as easy mode as Crow ever gets. ]

So you're bringing out the scotch, huh? I didn't know you had any.