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[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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it's honestly so lovely that so many pepole are taking notice
really its enough to warm my heart
mentally just a bit tipsy is all no need to fret

I hope your heart is warm. Not having a shirt is probably, ah, not helpful in that regard, but maybe you can be buffered by your natural warmth?

i meant it metaphorically, but belss you, my metabolism is rather good
did you mean to take that literally? it's very endearing either way.

Well, no. I just wasn't sure how literally you were taking things.
But you're sharp for a man on drink. Where did you get these drinks? And how did you manage to lose all of your clothes? I have questions!

[ Oh god, Midnight feels enabled. Like, this is an enabler. This is enabling behavior. H... ]

my critical thinking skills are usually quite adequate, but i forgive you for thinking they may have taken ta hit. you are correct. they have. :(

do answer the questions:
drinks: from the store
clothes: the washing facilities here occasionally steal clothes

i realize these answers may be inadequate. i do alpologize, but i am an open book. ask away!

[ kaveh, don't do it. don't ask. don't ask, don't tell, and nobody gets into trouble, and most importantly, you don't get yourself into trouble beyond documented compare. kaveh you've been here for thirty seconds, there is no reason why you need to know this!

]

Well. Were the drinks good, at least?

[ task failed incredibly successfully ]

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[ This is a bit rambly, given that it's spoken and that Midnight is very wasted, but what follows is Midnight rambling off a short list of every alcoholic beverage he's tried since coming to the city, complete with names, a description of labels (where he remembers them — he's still drunk, and keeps repeating that whenever he doesn't have answers), his personal thoughts on the taste and quality of each, and where he acquired the ones he does remember clearly. ]

I do apologize that it's mostly beer, by the way. I don't like to try wine or champagne anywhere other than with seated company, and I was spending most of my first few days walking around and getting acquainted with the city. I'll be starting with the wines next, or champagnes if an appropriate occasion to celebrate presents itself first.

[ kaveh, who absolutely isn't hanging onto every word of this like it's the kind of review he's been waiting for all his life: ]

And why must you apologise for a list of beers? That's a beverage with certain kinds of depth no matter where you go, and even some of the less savoury ones offer a new experience each time.
I hadn't thought the beers in this place would be so creative, to be entirely honest. Who thought they ought to mix avocado and honey? And the 'banana split chocolate stout' truly tastes of banana?
It's fascinating to hear that not only has technology seemed to advanced in a place like this, but they haven't neglected innovations in other areas as well. And you say these drinks are in stores? And they're cold?

[ 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.

[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!]

[ Yelled across the room: ] Good lad!

[ He turns back to his terminal. ]

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

[ 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?

[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?

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.

[ 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.

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.

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

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

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