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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

[Feel free to use this space for letter/package deliveries as well as visits/knocks on the front door!]

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[bywolves]

Then you'll have to brew your own tea, and I'll get myself a coffee.

[ nyehhh ]

[devoutish]

What has this world done to deserve seeing you caffeinated?

[He's absolutely going to rib Royce all the way to the beach, deal with it.]

[bywolves]

Tea has caffeine in it, Solomons, and I've had that before.

There's also decaf.

[devoutish]

Yeah, but you're not drinking that, are you.

[bywolves]

No. And I don't plan on seeing the rest of the world today, so it's you that has to deal with me caffeinated.

[devoutish]

-- That sounds nice.

[The hermiting, he means. He makes a mental note to snag some food as they walk past the Chinese takeout tree.]

[bywolves]

What does? Staying in?

[devoutish]

Yeah. Not dealing with the world for a bit.

[bywolves]

... Yeah. [ Royce nudges him in the direction of the rec center, which is close by. ] Have to break in the new tree house. Takes a whole day to do.

um Royce how is that NOT innuendo

[devoutish]

At least. We'll be lucky if we're out of it by tomorrow night.

it's only innuendo if you have a dirty mind GOSH

[bywolves]

Half of that is going to be sleeping. I made sure to wish the bed extra comfortable.

UH-HUH

[devoutish]

Did you? Then all of it might be sleeping.

[bywolves]

[ Royce snorts. ]

Planning on watching a film first, I thought.

[devoutish]

And eating chicken and noodles.

[bywolves]

And drinking coffee. Sounds like a plan. Go on, get the film. I'll talk to the creature for coffee.

[ He means the Stain. ]

[devoutish]

Oh, no, no; I'd like to hear what lyric you give him.

[He'll follow Royce first, then get the movie after.]

[bywolves]

Mar's sake. [ Royce says, exasperated. He gives the Stain a set of lyrics - it's a verse from one of the dumb tavern songs back in his world, a catchy tune about a woman who charms people to bed with her only to steal all their things after they pass out.

He specifically just says the verse, if only to spite Alfie. ]

[devoutish]

May we hear the full song, Royce?

[bywolves]

No. Take your coffee. [ Royce says flatly, shoving the cup at Alfie with a look to match. He's playful about it, though, not entirely serious. ]

[devoutish]

You see? He's cruel to me.

[This is directed at Stain as he takes the coffee.]

[bywolves]

[ The Stain sort of just looks vaguely amused - or as much as he can. Royce bows his head a bit at the little guy, and then leads Alfie to the DVDs. ]

Buy you a coffee and I'm cruel to you, huh? [ Royce hums, teasing. ]

[devoutish]

Very.

[He links his arm through Royce's as he grabs up the DVDs and tugs him back towards the door.]

[bywolves]

[ This is the gayest domestic thing they've done, and they sleep in the same bed every night.

Royce settles against him, letting him lead the way. He's still adjusting to his hearing, and it's slowly equalizing back into something approaching normal. He's testing it as they walk, trying to sort out how much he can hear between sips of coffee. ]

[devoutish]

[It's a nice summery walk to the beach, the proximity of the sea lending a bit of a breeze to the air.]

Right - how are we gonna find it? Just look up and hope?

[bywolves]

Think so. [ A beat. ] It's got stairs around the trunk leading up into the house, so look for one of those.

I can hear the ocean. [ Also. Just so Alfie knows. ] It's fainter than it should be, but I assume it'll be better tomorrow.