on picking up on old muse, baw.

[crumbled]

So here we are. Once again.

Do a better job this time. And don't quit so easily.

((ooc: sliiides to bed.))

Comments

[beanstalk]

[TWIIIIIINNNN.]

I can agree with that.

[crumbled]

[NOT!TWIN.]

Miss me much?

[beanstalk]

[This is him on the inside: ]

A bit, yeah. [More like...quite a bit...]

[crumbled]

[twin twin twin not!twin iyaa.]

Flattered. [EYEBROW RAISE. he's touched, yo. :'(]

[beanstalk]

[Shhhh you'll miss his happy face.]

I'm sure. [Bit of a shrug.] Nearly everyone...left when you did.

[crumbled]

[missed it already.]

Don't think they'll come back if I do, will they? [he's. possibly. might be thinking about it.]

[beanstalk]

[Welp :c]

Hard to say. It'd be nice if you came back, though. [Twiiiiiinnnnnn.]

[setalight]

[Oh okay.]

[crumbled]

[:'( okay yes gud.]

[setalight]

I missed you.

[crumbled]

I worried.

[setalight]

I hate it when you do that.

[crumbled]

I-- [augh.] --hate it when you miss me.

Why?

[outsidehistory]

You look more like a pirate than I do, old man.

[Grinning and hugging regardless of your feels.]

[crumbled]

[jjlasdf face shoves!!! GRUMBLES GET OFF MY FEELS.]

Who's the old man, geezer? [OLD RABBIT.]

[outsidehistory]

[Nooooooooooo. Not the face shoves. ;; At least it's better than face rubs. But. Still. He missed you.]

You're older than I am.

[crumbled]

[ew no why would he facerub you, rabbit. 8( NNGGG get out of my feels.]

Shut up. [STOP REMINDING HIM HHGHG.] Where's the respect for elders?

[outsidehistory]

[Face rub as in how your twin got clown makeup off Allen's face. Not that other rub. NO GETTING OUT.]

You're not that old.

...It's good to see you again.

[crumbled]

[that is called scrubbing!! very violent scrubbing! HHALKJFD FFFFF.]

An old man who isn't old. [FLATLINES. and just. sighs. because he's got no words to throw anymore.]

..Yeah. [yeah.

say anything and he'll kick you.]

[windsoul]

It seems you reminded us of the good old days. It has been quite a while, hasn't it?

[crumbled]

Sorry for that. [really. he could've lived with old days not coming back up.]

Too long. Not long enough. [rolls a shoulder. half shrug. ow..] With any luck, I'll end up back there again. Then it'll never be long enough.

[windsoul]

It's not a trouble to me, lad. [Stretching his legs isn't too bad, he missed it.]

I can't argue with you there. [He pats his pockets, looking for cigarettes. Nothing found but the bracer on his wrist is tugged at.] Course not. Are you heading back to that dead end rat hole?

[crumbled]

[lad. hm.]

No idea. I'm out of limbo, that's good enough for me.

[windsoul]

A man can't be picky once he's allowed to roam again.

[crumbled]

I'll be picky anyway. In case I lose the chance to later.