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[raavashing]

[Late in the evening of the 14th day of May, Wan's voice comes over the networks very briefly. It is haggard, quiet, almost dead sounding. It sat at the edge of being numb to everything.]

I'm sorry.

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don't say that until you've tried them wan. they're pretty great.

[desperate_times]

Alright, if you're sure.

[She hates seeing a nice guy down in the dumps.]

But later on you're going to ask if the offer still stands.

[Because once he feels better, he'll wish he had said yes.]

At least let me buy you a drink when you're up for it. Works for me.

He's never really tried boobs at all. So he doesn't exactly have much to go on

[raavashing]

[There was a very clear 'ugh' sound that Wan didn't bother to muffle.]

The last time someone said that to me they bought me beer.

poor snowflake

[desperate_times]

[This kid needs to be corrupted, stat.]

You don't like beer? What do you drink?

[raavashing]

[It's more fun to make fun of his goody-two-shoes-ness]

Tea. I drink tea. I don't like the taste of alcohol.

[He'd had more than enough of it over Samhain.]

[desperate_times]

Tea?

Alright, if that's what you like.

[raavashing]

You don't have to buy it. I can make it.

[desperate_times]

... Alright.. you make us tea then.

[She's not sure this is helping at all. The original intention was good, but now instead of her buying him a drink, he's making tea.]

[raavashing]

[Tea he could do. Tea he liked. Tea was something he cared about having. A simple luxury that many overlooked, but was a reminder of how far he'd come since being banished from his former home.]

Okay. When?

[desperate_times]

When do you want? Are you at Caer Scima?

[raavashing]

No.

[While Wan had been edging back to his numbed state a moment before, there was now clear anger and disgust in his answer. A harsh word, firmly said.]

Anywhere but there.

[desperate_times]

O-kaaay.

The station, then?

[raavashing]

[His voice went back to the near-empty tone, the temporary spark of anger no longer a focus.]

I can get there. When?

[desperate_times]

Whenever you want. Now. Tomorrow. A week from today.

[raavashing]

A couple weeks. I need some time to myself.

Thank you.

[desperate_times]

Alright. See you then.