And it was a very good first date, even if it is not over yet. I'll give you the final score at the end. [Teasing, but he's also pretty sure Dave will take him seriously.]
Maybe a little. [He absolutely is not but he acknowledges he has a crush on a dumbass.] We can save the leftovers for later. The potion should still work tomorrow too right?
According to Shiho the effects'll last for a few days. So if we wanna go hunt for gray normally disgusting food to shove down our throats, now would be the time?
[ but okay. he's rapidly cleaning up thanks to ~sylladex magic~ ]
We can do that maybe another day. [Dave shoves everything in his sylladex and John's up, folding his arms over his chest and waiting patiently.] Back to the house then? For the show.
[ ...oh. dave squeezes john's hand after a fraction of a startled second, trying to hide the urge to smile like an idiot. ] Not really. It's like the Spanish Inquisition.
A thing supposedly meant to fight heresy but it was really just a monarchical tool to smite pretty much whoever the fuck. But I was referring to the meme, obviously. [ not the REAL THING. ]
[He raises an eyebrow, but when they get home and to the piano he sits at the bench without an argument and patiently waits. He even puts his hands in his lap so he can't do anything.]
No, that is totally okay. [He's delighted? He's already placing the music on the ledge in front of him because John is maybe one of those people who can play along by sight without previous study.] I'm ready to start when you are.
[ dave takes a seat beside john, cracking his knuckles before he sets his hands down. ] Ready.
[ im mobile and dying so you don't get youtube but it's a pretty simple song on the outside but with familiar motifs worked into it subtlely, a bar from a well loved song or a flurry of notes reminiscent of something rose or jade did. ]
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[ he's not ]
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[He says, perfectly fine without a jacket and in Dave's thin long-sleeved shirt.]
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he nods quickly. ]
Yeah, sure. I mean, if you're cold.
[ obviously,,, dave is not cold ]
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[ but okay. he's rapidly cleaning up thanks to ~sylladex magic~ ]
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[Do the thing!!]
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[ why is he overhyping it...but clean up done he starts to head back home, waiting for john and then falling into step with him. ]
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May as well make it more date-like, he thinks.]
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I do not doubt that.
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[ what dave decaptchalogues now is...sheet music? ]
I wrote a duet?
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A duet? [His eyes are wide and he picks up the sheet music.] Both piano parts?
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It's not that long? [ since. well. ]
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[ im mobile and dying so you don't get youtube but it's a pretty simple song on the outside but with familiar motifs worked into it subtlely, a bar from a well loved song or a flurry of notes reminiscent of something rose or jade did. ]
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