Probably not my place. I haven't cleaned in a long time and it's definitely not ready for guests. Do we have any neutral ground anymore? That's not locked down or whatever.
[Even odds he's been living off of Hart Mart microwaved bullshit whenever Clover doesn't force him to eat real food??? tfw your depression meals are also just more or less the extent of your adulting skills in general,,]
we could try the coffee shop if it isn't or the pizza place
Gods. With all due respect, I could destroy a pizza right about now. Let's try to talk some stuff out over pizza. Give me a bit to finish getting ready and then I can meet you there.
[and she's doing everything she can to pretend that things are normal. she cleans herself up as well as she can, but doesn't put much effort into her fashion. the same university hoodie she's been keeping herself wrapped up in drapes loosely over jeans, and with her hands crammed into her pockets, she feels like she'd probably fit in pretty well if she did end up going to school here. if school were even a thing that she felt like doing.]
[right now, she feels like eating pizza with her uncle, which is a weird sentence to think, but she's already out the door and heading to the pizza place before she can think about it too hard. her eyes are focusing with difficulty; the world seems so strange to her right now. stranger than it's been in a while. or maybe she's just finally starting to realize that things aren't right. either way, she's. here. she's at the pizza place, and she walks inside and grabs a seat, one of those big booths that could probably seat six if they all squeezed, and she just waits for Qrow to show so they can order.]
[she looks pale. but she's here, and that's the important part.]
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been a while
glad you were able to spend some time with her
sounds like it went pretty okay
i can meet you, sure
where and when?
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Do we have any neutral ground anymore?
That's not locked down or whatever.
I mean, the diner's still open, right?
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[Even odds he's been living off of Hart Mart microwaved bullshit whenever Clover doesn't force him to eat real food??? tfw your depression meals are also just more or less the extent of your adulting skills in general,,]
we could try the coffee shop if it isn't
or the pizza place
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With all due respect, I could destroy a pizza right about now.
Let's try to talk some stuff out over pizza. Give me a bit to finish getting ready and then I can meet you there.
My treat.
onto action?
how can a man turn down free pizza?
[And in case it is not clear he is teasing, he quickly adds--]
i'll be there in half an hour
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[right now, she feels like eating pizza with her uncle, which is a weird sentence to think, but she's already out the door and heading to the pizza place before she can think about it too hard. her eyes are focusing with difficulty; the world seems so strange to her right now. stranger than it's been in a while. or maybe she's just finally starting to realize that things aren't right. either way, she's. here. she's at the pizza place, and she walks inside and grabs a seat, one of those big booths that could probably seat six if they all squeezed, and she just waits for Qrow to show so they can order.]
[she looks pale. but she's here, and that's the important part.]