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[windeity]

JOHN EGBERT

"We came, we saw, we kicked its ass."

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also casually puts his font here for tagging not on my laptop whoops
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normal font too!

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[windeity]

Fuck off, I am not! [What if he just doesn't talk about remembering the time he aggressively ironed his pants out of boredom.] Are you up for a while?

[parodeity]

You're absolutely a housewife. You keep, like...house-wifing. You've made it into a verb. You are living the verb. [ what if we mostly ignore that question... ] Aren't you? You said you weren't tired.

[windeity]

That doesn't even make sense! [What if he just pushes at Dave's face and probably misses a little since Dave still has his glasses for some reason?] Yeah. I have homework I should be doing but it is not due right away so I was thinking of taking the night off. Movie? Something else?

[parodeity]

You can watch one if you want? I am not sure how much I would take in.

[ he is still running on questionable levels of sleep let him live ]

I may try to do some school reading?

[windeity]

How are you planning on taking in shit you're reading if you are not even sure you can take in a movie? [Called the fuck out.]

[parodeity]

Easier to re-read pages than to rewind a movie someone else is watching. [ FUCK OFF ]

[windeity]

Okay. Let me revise what I was saying. I was thinking of taking the night off with you. And if you are seriously at questionable levels of functional then I am going to come up with a few other suggestions.

[parodeity]

Why honey, you do care. [ dryly. ] Okay, hit me with your other suggestions just to see what they are.

[windeity]

Shut up. [He rolls his eyes, but yeah.] You could probably stand to sleep a little? I can tell when you're still awake and faking it.

[The breathing thing, dude.]

[parodeity]

I don't fake bein' asleep.

[ HE JUST...lies there and doesn't sleep

no faking required

and then refuses to admit he's not sleeping

IT'S DIFFERENT.

(it's not different) ]

[windeity]

Okay but you're not actually sleeping either, so what are we going to do about that? [Dave why are you like this.]

[parodeity]

I've just been...look. It'll be fine. [ he's been flipping out about this conversation since last week maybe he'll sleep tonight who actually knows ]

[windeity]

[What if he reaches up to squish Dave's cheeks between his fingers and his thumb i.e. basically holding him by the chin?]

Can you at least try tonight? I will take my small victory from accepting my offering of hot chocolate and fries but I like pushing my luck sometimes.

[parodeity]

I thought you wanted to watch a movie.

[ what if he just grips john's wrist, loosely. ]

[windeity]

I can fall asleep to movies sometimes. Can you? [Well he's not going to move him, so. Hey. What the fuck are they doing?]

[parodeity]

[ being weird ]

Eh. The background noise wakes me up when it flips back to the dvd menu or goes blank or something happens, usually.

[windeity]

What if I could guarantee that wouldn't even be a thing?

[He's definitely read about the effects that come from not sleeping for long periods of time. Dave needs to sleep???]

[parodeity]

I can wait for proper bedtime.

[ WOW. ]

Also I have no idea how you could guarantee I won't wake up. I rarely if ever sleep through the night without waking up at least a few times.

[windeity]

[What if he just. Groans a lot.] Whyyy are you so stubborn about this? This in particular, I know you are stubborn about other dumb stuff but this is more important.

[parodeity]

I'm not bein' stubborn! I will try to sleep. At night. When you go to sleep. Why are you trying to get me into bed right this second?

[windeity]

[Give him a few seconds to sort of fumble on his words because fuck you, Dave Strider.]

You are, too! And if I fall asleep before you do how am I supposed to know you are going to try? Also newsflash, dumbass, we are already in bed technically.

[parodeity]

You're eating food, how does that count? And you're the one who keeps asking me to trust you. Does it or does it not go both ways?

[windeity]

[In that case, he puts the rest of the fries back in the bag and drops it off the side of the bed without breaking eye contact.]

Of course I trust you, and I trust you to keep running yourself on fumes because you can't let yourself relax all the time.

[parodeity]

Okay, dude, at least sylladex that or Mewpac's gonna get into it. [ NERD. ] ...So, what, do you want me to tell you things that relax me or did you have a plan to your complaints?

[windeity]

Whatever. [He'll throw the food into his sylladex then, petting the kitten behind the ears again before he settles again still sprawled over Dave.]

Would you actually tell me? Or do you want me to do guesswork here?