pc catchall for wei wuxian (givethemhell)

[uncurtained]

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[uncurtained]

[There's a notable relief on her face when he enters, smiling softly.]

I guess it is a little bit past my bedtime.

[She takes in his appearance and gets an idea about what he's been up to, which is why she's absolutely not going to comment on it.]

[givethemhell]

[Oh no... His heart!! His expression is briefly contrite, but he's quick to smile.]

Nothing wrong with staying up late every now and then.

[He also just kind of self-consciously smooths his hair down a little CLEARLY SOMEONE DIDN'T EXPECT TO HAVE TO 100% SORT THEMSELVES OUT... It's fine.]

—Well! Not to keep you up any later, but do you have a bit of time to spare?

[uncurtained]

Of course I've got time for you.

[It's warm, and she moves back on the bed so he has enough room to take a seat.]

What's up?

[givethemhell]

[OH NO....... THE WARMTH OF FRIENDSHIP GOOBERS WASH OVER HIM. Ugh his heart is full...

But he'll move over to sit on the edge of the bed when she gestures, tucking one leg up under himself.]

You've found the other item role, right?

[uncurtained]

[She nods.]

I haven't talked to her yet, but Junpei told me who it is this afternoon.

[givethemhell]

Ah— Well, first of all, when you do, let her know it was Junpei who told you! She told me not to tell anyone and I don't want her coming to bash my skull in.

[Junpei is fair game though, apparently??]

Also, could you pass on to her that role-holders can be possessed whenever you do that?

[uncurtained]

...I'm not going to tell her who it was unless he tells me it's okay, but I'm not going to pin it on you, either.

[After a moment:]

Where did you hear that?

[givethemhell]

That's fine, too - just as long as she knows it wasn't me.

[HIS REALASS FEARS... Though he waves a hand at that!]

Junpei mentioned it once and she was asking about it. Ah - probably a good thing for everyone to know, just in case they think role-holding is equivalent to immunity. After all, it would be far too easy if our dear friends only had a few hosts to choose from, you know?

[uncurtained]

...Yeah. Couldn't get that lucky, right?

[There's a small laugh, even though it's a little bit tight.]

When I talk to her, I'll make sure to tell her.

[givethemhell]

Mm, appreciate it!

[Though of course he picks up on that little bit of tension in her laugh, and he gives her a look - curious, but with a bit of worry threaded below the surface.]

...It's unpleasant news to you especially, I'm sure.

[There's a note of apology in his tone. He hopes he didn't just ruin her night!]

[uncurtained]

[She shakes her head.]

No, it's... I mean, I kind of figured. [...] A while after I started talking more to one of the hosts, he told me I should stop expecting good news whenever I had to ask him something. So, it makes sense.

[givethemhell]

Haha, what a grim thing to say.

[But also like, not incorrect?? He can't say shit, he'd probably be talking the exact same tune in that host's shoes.]

Still, though... [...] Ah, I didn't mean for this to take this kind of turn. Hardly the kind of discussion you want before resting up for the night!

[uncurtained]

[After a moment:]

No - I should apologize, I didn’t mean to... go there. Let’s change the subject, okay?

[givethemhell]

[Waving his hands!]

No need for an apology! It's fine - that's the kind of place this is, you know? It's important to talk about all of the things that may or may not go wrong. Best prepared than not, you know?

[uncurtained]

Yeah. Just... It’d be nice if we had a second between any of this, you know?

[She breathes put a sigh that shifts into a half hearted laugh, shaking her head.]

Okay, I’m done being a downer.

[givethemhell]

[Yeah that SURE IS... real. He laughs a little himself, shoulders raising.]

Just know that if you do ever want to talk about the things that are less than happy, I'm here to listen, you know? [He wants! To help!!

But for now, he'll let the subject drop, reaching out to tap the back of her hand.]

—Next time I'm out this late, I should bring back a snack, hm?

[uncurtained]

[After a moment:]

It's not too late, you know. I could go for a midnight snack.

[givethemhell]

[He is absolutely perking up a little at that. Food? Food?? He could eat, god, lord knows they've all burned off their share of calories already this week.]

What are you in the mood for?

[uncurtained]

[After a few moments:]

You know what sounds really good right now? Chocolate chip cookies, fresh out of the oven.

[givethemhell]

[There is absolutely a sparkle in his lil demon eye at the mention of fresh cookies...]

Ah! I've never had that kind before, but I had one of the cookies Taako made fresh out of the oven, once. That was wonderful!

[So predictably he's on his feet in a hotass second, turning to hold a hand out toward her.]

Shall we?

[uncurtained]

...Do you want to grab a bottle of something on the way?

[Tipsy baking seems like the only appropriate way for this night to go.]

[givethemhell]

[He's never gonna turn down the opportunity to drink, so:]

Sure! Your pick, alright? Anything you'd like!

[uncurtained]

[With absolutely no hesitation:]

Tequila.

[Sometimes it just be like that. Anyways, with that, she's taking his hand and heading towards the door.]

[givethemhell]

[Sometimes as in every day on the murder sexboat.]

Hah! What a decisive pick. Alright, then - tequila it is!

[They will hold hands on their way to tequila hell, apparently.]

[uncurtained]

[yeets them into the future as they come into the kitchen

She sets the bottle down on the counter as she starts to open it.]

Do you know how to bake at all?

[She's assuming not, but.]