text, un: gautier, cw: some references to alcohol use and sexual content

[laidtocrest]

[Specifics tbd, but there's a drunk Midnight involved and he doesn't have a shirt and might've lost his pants. he's fucking naked.

But for now.]

a guy lost his clothes to the washer. anybody saw a pink shirt?

[Attached is a picture of Midnight. I have no fanart, so you must imagine this guy: no shirt, Jojo-posing, wearing a pink feathery thing, drunk, fly open.]

and here's the guy who lost his stuff

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audio;

[unrequite]

[ Lushes of the city, unite. This isn't an order, this is just a description of what's happening. ]

Yes, cold, yes in stores. If you're not from somewhere with the level of technology that supports mass refrigeration, I think you're in for a lovely surprise at your local grocery store.

[ Aw, this person sounds so excited. Midnight is very excited about drinks too. ]

I'll be honest, I've never tried a banana split chocolate stout myself. The selection of IPAs in my world tend to stay limited within the boundaries of the nation that support it. It's mostly the Leithanien and Bolívarian liquors that get exports, and even then the selection is finer wines that get snatched up by the bourgeoisie fairly quickly...

[ A sad sigh. ]

Still, the variety here seems quite good. Just a bit... hm, personalityless when it comes to the more generic, cheaper brands. As though a machine taught a machine how to brew. Think it might be the city, to be honest.

I guess also technically audio, though it's more across the room than anything else;

[laidtocrest]

[He speaks up before his internal filter can be like wait, shut up.]

I've got a bottle from back home if you ever wanna try something new.

[And now it goes wait. Shut up. But it's too late now!]

audio;

[unrequite]

[ Yelled across the room: ] Good lad!

[ He turns back to his terminal. ]

Hear that, Kaveh? Wine from other worlds. What a place, eh?

fuck, audio.

[fussiest]

[ because this needs more than just lines on a screen! this is gratitude in its lush-est form. ]

Would you? A vintage from another world? Oh, by the name of the Lesser Lord, is there anyone more benevolent than you?

[laidtocrest]

[He doesn't have it with him but it's a bottle of clearly top shelf liquor, lovingly preserved, top of the line wine, and due to the interdimensional pull or whatever the contents are expired, so nobody's going to love it when the bottle is finally opened.

But that's the future. For now?]

Yeah, sure, I'm at-

[He says some directions to the apartment building he's staying at with Dimitri, a general idea of where he is.]

Stop by sometime?

[fussiest]

Ah ah. [ dismay. ] The root of all dissatisfaction rests in the hands of the bourgeoisie. Admittedly, I'm not certain what places you're referring to, but I can see the image in my head quite well. My roommate does that; he'd flaunt his wealth by purchasing expensive vintages, and he'd have the gall to drink them in my face while I was down on my luck!
And don't get me started on the lack of personality in this city! There hasn't even been a single moorish arch my eyes can see, and those tall building columns could use more personality than whatever their designers gave them.
Have they never heard of a sconce? The weather seems mild, so they can't even blame it on the upkeep!
My apologies, you've sparked something in me that I've been wanting to say for some time! If one lives in a city designed without soul, one will sooner be soulless!

[ ... ]

I'm going to go get wine.

audio;

[unrequite]

[ This message gets sent back after a bit of a pause. While there are several interesting words here that are being strung into some very compelling ideas, the sad fact here is that Midnight is just way too much of a sloppy drunk mess to take that in with his usual alacrity and surprising reading speed. ]

Well, enjoy the wine. Let me know what you think. Please, I'd love to know. I promise I have larger thoughts about everything, I just, you know. Very drunk.

[fussiest]

Of course, of course. I'll let you know.
Have a safe night, mm? And remember to drink lots of water; and lay down on your side, not your back. It will help with the morning after.

audio;

[unrequite]

For you, dear Kaveh, anything. Thank you very much.

[ Very warm, very sincere, very, very smushy and gross. Drunk men. Drunk men. ]