yes, well.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[In this hall, any passerby will find an Even. He's making his way down the hall, opening every door that looks like a closet in search of something. What is that something? Mostly a new labcoat, because, as you can see if you look at the one he has draped over his arm, his old one's kind of burned through right in the middle.

Someone wasn't thinking clearly when he reorganized the acid cabinet, evidently. Anyway, he's just kind of trudging along, pulling open doors and looking dissatisfied with the contents, until he gets to one that dumps a sheer mountain of Cadbury eggs at his feet. And he just frowns at them. Ankle-deep in chocolate eggs? Most people would be happy.

Even is not most people.]

Honestly.

[ooc: the Easter post is to blame for this.
oh, and I guess the eggs aren't event!eggs. they're just tortureEven!eggs.]

Comments

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ See, a silent Even isn't good, but a silent Braig is never good.

And he's silent for a while. ]

Look, let me make it up for you.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

How do you intend to do that?

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

I'll figure it out, Evan. Point is: Somehow, you know?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[pause of pauses.]

Are you going to tell me why you did it.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Another pause of pauses. ]

Well, wouldn't want to see what happens if I didn't.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[and another.]

Oh.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Is that the non-sound of disappointment. ]

What is it?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[his disappointment is palpable, which is just. not good for acting like nothing is up.]

Nothing.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

Well. Anything else? [ Before he goes to the kitchen and drowns these feelings he can't explain with milk -- ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[what do you expect, boyfriend, 'it was good for me too'? srs]

No, not really.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ Nothing actually the hostility was expected -- ]

Looks like you need a drink.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[he does it out of love]

I'm fine.

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

Alright then.

[ Slightly frustrated, but heads the other way because he needs some milk and maybe an actual hard drink -- ]