texts from last night

[preternaturalist]

y'all know what to do

Comments

1.

[uncleanspirit]

Tell me the pool table was in the middle of a pool hall.

[downfalling]

Would I be texting about it if it were just on a regular pool table at someone's house?

[uncleanspirit]

Beautiful. Tell me everything what was he/she/they like, did you manage to finish before you got thrown out,
would you hit it again?

[downfalling]

I try.

To answer, in order: 8/10 overall, barely, and probably not. Not that he wasn't bad, just might be a little awkward to see him on the street and say "hey, I totally fucked you on a pool table in the middle of a game with everyone watching".

[uncleanspirit]

I see your point. And it's the memories we make that count or some sentimental shit like that.

[downfalling]

Something like that.

[uncleanspirit]

Well, color me envious. You clearly had the better night.

[downfalling]

Oh? And what happened to you, then?

[uncleanspirit]

Absolutely nothing. No luck at the club, the bar was far too sedate, I wound up coming home.

[downfalling]

Pity. You could've come by before we got kicked out.

[uncleanspirit]

If I'd known there was going to be such a good show, I would have.

[downfalling]

Judging by the reaction to it, it was a decent enough show at the very least.

[uncleanspirit]

Well, damn, I missed out on everything tonight. Sucks to be me.

[downfalling]

I mean there's still opportunity to make up for it if you wanted to

[uncleanspirit]

Is there? Do tell.

[downfalling]

Sure, I might be able to put on a show if you wanted.

[ At least he's enthusiastic? ]

[uncleanspirit]

Well color me every kind of intrigued by that statement.

What did you have in mind?

[downfalling]

That was the point.

Anyway, like I said, it could be a show, at least more of one than earlier. The better question is how do you want me?

[uncleanspirit]

Damn, son.

I have always preferred a live performance over watching a broadcast on my phone.

[downfalling]

You're surprised?

I think I can arrange that. Give me a few minutes before you pop by.

[uncleanspirit]

Impressed.

Will do.

[ When he does appear, after waiting a respectable amount of time, Cheonil has the good grace to do so at the front door, not inside Jin's place, and he knocks to announce his arrival. ]

[downfalling]

[ And thank fuck he doesn't because it was annoying enough to shoo his roommate out for the night, not because this isn't the norm - as Rune would constantly point out - but because he's pretty sure that the homunculus would probably try shanking Cheonil if he suddenly appeared in the middle of the apartment.

Jin's not even sure what his life is anymore either.

Anyway-

Jin answers the door shortly after the other makes his presence known, grinning as he opens the door. ]

Someone's eager. Good.

[uncleanspirit]

[ Probably for the best. His usual behavior may not give any clue of it but he does really try to avoid being shanked as much as possible.

He strolls in, smiling. ]

Like I said: intrigued. Far be it from me to turn down such a suggestion.

[downfalling]

[ He shrugs, shutting the door behind them once Cheonil comes inside, his grin gaining a bit of a sharp edge to it once the door's shut. ]

Fair point. Should I get the show started or did you want anything first?

[ Hey, he'll be a gracious host - for once. Never mind that despite his prowess as a hunter, he could probably only get so far in fighting this one if it somehow got to that point. ]

[uncleanspirit]

[ Choenil shakes his head, his smile going a bit wry. ]

You're kind to offer but I'm fine. And it's probably rude to hold up a performance, yeah?