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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[unrequite]

[ No tears, no tears, he got them all out while writing his terrible fucking username lore. Just a very tall man who likes to hug. ]

Very good, yes. Why do you ask?

[ ... They may be swaying a bit. ]

[laidtocrest]

[Why is he being hugged, he's quite huggable but only to a point.]

You seem...you know. [They're swaying, why are they swaying.] You're still hugging me? Wanted to make sure everything's okay.

[unrequite]

I'm still hugging you. I quite enjoy hugs, you see.

[ ... Midnight pulls back for a moment, frowning. ]

Are you opposed to hugs?

[laidtocrest]

Uh. [Uh.] Nah, I don't mind hugs, I've hugged plenty of people, I just didn't know how much more hug you needed to...well. Maybe you wanna hug other people? No sense in wasting all the hug on a goof like me. [Or something?]

[unrequite]

[ ... All right, he isn't so drunk that he can't keep up with subtext. Not a lot of subtext, not even correct subtext, but Midnight's too good at paying attention to let a bit of alcohol take it all away. ]

So, are you saying this to excuse yourself from the hug, or are you really worried for me?

[ Not at all accusatory. His eyebrows are raised a bit, actually. Like he finds this a little funny. ]

[laidtocrest]

[You know what?]

Little of the first one, little of the second?

[There's a secret third option, but that can go unaddressed because a person can have many reasons for doing a thing.]

[unrequite]

[ Midnight does that little dog-snort that people do when they find something very sweet and amusing, ruffles Sylvain's hair one more time, then lets him go. ]

Tell me I need to let go. Be very frank about it. My friends ask me as much all the time. No need to stand on ceremony.

[laidtocrest]

[Okay the secret third option is 'why would anyone want to hug me unless they want something' and this isn't helping that one bit, so he just...chuckles, sure, why not.]

Sure, I'll keep that in mind for next time.

[See, this is why he worries, Midnight would probably hug any hypothetical murderers.]

[unrequite]

[ LMAO oh no... Sorry Sylvain, drunk Midnight is a well-mannered hedonist, not a therapist smh....... some other time buddy

He just hums in approval and wanders back to sit with the washing machines, giving the vibe of someone who would most certainly hug any potential murderers. Actually, he probably has hugged his potential murderers before... Things to think about. ]