[ dave has the option to like. DROP THIS LINE OF CONVERSATION ENTIRELY since he has no fucking clue what kind of orders would fluster john (or at least no clue what kind would work to get him to go red which dave is willing to give) and he's not sure he'd be great at ordering someone around anyway, but john's finger are curling at his hip and he's...
admittedly curious on how far he can push john, because it's fun.
he drags his arms back and sits up straighter and more or less figure #yolo and it doesn't fucking matter if he has no idea what he's doing because john will either listen or just laugh in his face, and that's positive in its own way. ]
Off the bed, Egbert. [ still casual, but with a firm iron lining he doesn't usually use.
or like, ever use. the only times he ever flat out orders john to do anything is, historically, in situations where duck or don't are relevant for john's own damn good. ]
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admittedly curious on how far he can push john, because it's fun.
he drags his arms back and sits up straighter and more or less figure #yolo and it doesn't fucking matter if he has no idea what he's doing because john will either listen or just laugh in his face, and that's positive in its own way. ]
Off the bed, Egbert. [ still casual, but with a firm iron lining he doesn't usually use.
or like, ever use. the only times he ever flat out orders john to do anything is, historically, in situations where duck or don't are relevant for john's own damn good. ]