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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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[windeity]

I guess I'll hang onto it then. [Into the sylladex it goes and his shadow-y self curls around Dave again.] Wanna go home? I can think of a way better use of our time.

[parodeity]

Oh? [ he's kind of hungry so. dave is Interested. ]

[windeity]

You're more likely to get me out of my shirt there than you are here. [So yes. Egbert buffet, apparently.]

[parodeity]

You ate today? [ you know so dave can eat without excessive care. god. ]

[windeity]

Three whole meals. [Did he prepare himself specifically for date-night bite-night? Yeah, duh.] And there's dessert at the house.

[parodeity]

Is the dessert you. [ is that where this is going. ]

[windeity]

[Just. This face? There's also real dessert of the brownie kind at home but let him being a dumbass teenager.]

[parodeity]

[ he can be a dumbass teenager all he wants. dave hooks a finger into one of john's belt loops, tugging him closer. ] Get us there fast. [ windy thing or something. ]

[windeity]

I'm not the one who can flashstep? [But the grin grows a little wider and yeah, windy-ing away!!! We can probably wrap this one too and assume they were idiots all night.]