[gdi clover ... well he's going to continue to pretend nothing is amiss here, everything's fine. it's all fine.]
it's not that different from a real flu except the part where it's not contagious
[which he has ABSOLUTELY taken advantage of for niece cuddling time but that's pushing the boundaries of vulnerability he's comfortable showing anyone -- even the man who's comforted him through the worst of his grief. He's always hoarded his joys jealously, a little like a real corvid; an unlucky man can't afford to risk having them taken away, after all.]
guess that means it's time for a new shopping run, huh to keep the pantry invasions at bay, of course
[Ways to not make this less gay: inviting someone to get groceries with you for your niece in "defense" of said pantry.]
[ Clover doesn't push for details beyond that. If he knew anything of Qrow was that even at his most vulnerable he was a deeply private individual. Despite all those times he clearly wanted to open up, he thought. ]
Are we actually going to go shopping or is this an opportunity for you to throw junk food in the cart when I have my back turned?
[ A totally normal, not mawkishly domestic thing to say to your bro ]
[You've just spared yourself soy sauce butter doritos, Clover. Thank the Brothers.]
you can pick when we go, there's usually a whole shelf dedicated to those things meanwhile walnut chili sounds like a crime against humanity but i'll accept two spoonful's worth additional spoonfuls will have to be purchased with more cheetos
ah yes the dreaded organic aisle it's seasoned you can't really taste them afraid you might like something that hasn't been deep-fried or made in a lab?
There's a good minute of silence while Qrow regains control over his lungs after aspirating at least an entire mouthful of lemonade. He'll. He'll clean that up later. Ahem.]
wow that was almost smooth
[Lucky it's text so he can pretend he was the smooth one for once. :)]
[Totally. The flirting levels aren't escalating at all, over here.]
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
[That 'm' is intentionally dragged out just to be as obnoxious as possible.
And then, just to gently torture Clover a little with the dreaded ". . ."s, he gets up, gets a paper towel up the lemonade he spilled, then pours himself some more.]
you'll just have to wait and see after we go shopping
[ Clover stared at the ...s winking in and out of existence and felt like he was at the end of a yo-yo string. When his Fluid vibrated he nearly dropped it. Lucky catch that he didn't.
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I'm not exactly family and you were going through a lot
I heard it could get bad, but how bad was it?
Not that I have any doubt she didn't recover
Seeing as she's still got her face in a bag of chips in OUR pantry
[ of course he noticed rip ]
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it's not that different from a real flu
except the part where it's not contagious
[which he has ABSOLUTELY taken advantage of for niece cuddling time but that's pushing the boundaries of vulnerability he's comfortable showing anyone -- even the man who's comforted him through the worst of his grief. He's always hoarded his joys jealously, a little like a real corvid; an unlucky man can't afford to risk having them taken away, after all.]
guess that means it's time for a new shopping run, huh
to keep the pantry invasions at bay, of course
[Ways to not make this less gay: inviting someone to get groceries with you for your niece in "defense" of said pantry.]
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Silver lining I guess?
[ Clover doesn't push for details beyond that. If he knew anything of Qrow was that even at his most vulnerable he was a deeply private individual. Despite all those times he clearly wanted to open up, he thought. ]
Are we actually going to go shopping
or is this an opportunity for you
to throw junk food in the cart when I have my back turned?
[ A totally normal, not mawkishly domestic thing to say to your bro ]
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[Implying he has shame about his garbage dumpster eating habits, smh.]
but nobody said we can't do both
tell you what i'll try one of your boring health foods if you eat exactly five cheetos
[there is absolutely NO domestic behavior here. zero. negative, even.]
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Forgot who I was talking to
[ Clover never did try that casserole Oscar because SOMEONE inhaled it ]
Four cheetos
and the spicy ones so I can ignore that nuclear orange fake, powdered cheese taste
[ just holy matrihomie here ]
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four spicy cheetos and a dorito of your choice and we've got a deal
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wait
there's different kinds of doritos?
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ohhhh clover
you have NO idea
also: not really
cardboard is cardboard
[Bring on your organic gluten-free keto nightmare, he's ready.]
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but even I don't to test my luck here
don't be a child
healthy doesn't mean tasteless
wait until you try my protein packed walnut chili
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[You've just spared yourself soy sauce butter doritos, Clover. Thank the Brothers.]
you can pick when we go, there's usually a whole shelf dedicated to those things
meanwhile walnut chili sounds like a crime against humanity but i'll accept two spoonful's worth
additional spoonfuls will have to be purchased with more cheetos
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it's seasoned you can't really taste them
afraid you might like something that hasn't been deep-fried or made in a lab?
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it has fruit
[A BIRD BITCH LOVES FRUIT]
i'm more worried my tongue will fall asleep
from sheer boredom
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I can keep your tongue from getting bored.
[ Wait. ]
Wait
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There's a good minute of silence while Qrow regains control over his lungs after aspirating at least an entire mouthful of lemonade. He'll. He'll clean that up later. Ahem.]
wow
that was almost smooth
[Lucky it's text so he can pretend he was the smooth one for once. :)]
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Time to save face ]
Think you can do better?
[ Nailed it ]
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hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
[That 'm' is intentionally dragged out just to be as obnoxious as possible.
And then, just to gently torture Clover a little with the dreaded ". . ."s, he gets up, gets a paper towel up the lemonade he spilled, then pours himself some more.]
you'll just have to wait and see
after we go shopping
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Can't wait
Delete
It's a date
Delete ]
It's an event.