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[parodeity]

DAVE STRIDER

consider this your warning about stairs. itll just keep happening bro. im telling you man

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[parodeity]

...no I don't. [ lmao yes he does and he's definitely got his arms around john again. ] Maybe what I want is to go back to the party and also get drunk?

[windeity]

[What about if he just laughs in Dave's face? Like. It's not mean, but it's hilarious to think about and he's just burrowing his face further into Dave's chest instead to muffle said-laughter.]

You could, but I doubt it because that means walking back and it is too cold outside for you. [Well.] Besides, you and I can get drunk together later. This probably won't be the last party.

[parodeity]

Ugh, no. I don't like drinking.

[ that lasted five seconds ]

I'm fine with being designated dave.

[windeity]

Do you care if I do? [This is suddenly a serious question.] Like I don't do it on my own or whatever and it has been a few months since I've done the party thing but I never even thought to ask.

[parodeity]

No? I just don't like anything that makes me...less aware. Don't care what everyone else does.

[windeity]

[There's a thoughtful hum before he settles down again.]

Cool...I think I prefer you as a Designated Dave anyway. [He stops actively cuddling but he continues staying pressed into his side and holding onto him anyway.] ...thanks.

[parodeity]

For what? [ genuinely baffled tbh ]

[windeity]

[He gets to continue being baffled then because John's perfectly content curling up to him and keeping him on lockdown.

But he's also smirking. Sorry, Dave.]

[parodeity]

[ >[ ]

You suck and I hate you. [ its muttered rebelliously and not that believably ]

[windeity]

Mmhm. I know that. [He's still snickering though.] Do I still get eggs in the morning even if you hate me?

[parodeity]

You know you do already. [ honestly unfair how john is so john ]

[windeity]

[Because the universe apparently doesn't get to change John that much. He settles for nuzzling at Dave's collarbone to get comfortable again.]

You're the best.

[parodeity]

[ what the fuck ]

Go to sleep, Egbert.

[windeity]

[Considering there's no answer other than to pin Dave down further and wind around him, yes, sleeping is a good idea. Goodnight, Dave.]