ic; papa get out

[entreats]

here papa tag this

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[this_chair]

[Visiting Ange was definitely a past time! That was definitely the healthy part of a relationship, right? Hanging out but not being overbearing and not being overly dumb, though Shiki couldn't help that last bit. But he was a bit too much of a relaxed guy to be overbearing like a certain Raincoats George so that would never be a problem.

Either way, he went out of his way to get something she'd appreciate when he visited. No, it wasn't anything romantic. Just a cake. Cakes were suitable gifts for Anges, right?

KNOCK KNOCK.]

[entreats]

[ Oh what is that knocking sound.. ALMOST SEEMS LIKE RAINCOATS GEORGE!!

It's not like Ange expects a whole lot of people to stop by though - she's definitely not social enough to assume so, at least. It's why she has a very good idea of the small pool of people that were the possibilities of being the person standing behind the door, and when she opens the door she notices it's one of the first persons she thought of. ]

Shiki, hey. [ She might not exactly be smiling, but at least she seems content enough. ] Come in.

[this_chair]

[Getting a smile from Ange is supposed to be a reward anyway. So she can be rude and never smile unless she really needs to, that just how it rolls.]

Thanks. Hopefully I'm not interrupting anything.

[Probably not but hey. Anyway, he holds up the box he brought too.]

And I hope you like cake too because I brought some.

[entreats]

[ Don't you know, Shiki, you could have brought her dead animals and she would still be happy.. a little weirded out, okay, but still, since Ange is not used to getting presents, she's easily satisfied. Especially when it's coming from him. ]

If there was someone else here, I would've already kicked them out for this right now. [ At least that's a half-joke, even if it's the deadpan kind. She turns a little so Shiki has space to walk in instead of standing out there in the hallway. ]

What kind of cake is it?

[this_chair]

I'll keep that in mind and time my visit when someone else is around.

[Just so he can see it happen. It would be a treat though Shiki is something of a masochist but not admittingly.

He steps in and sets the cake on a table. Yep, he knows his way around Ange's place. Absolutely lewd.]

It's just a chocolate cake. I figure that's something that can't be messed up.

[entreats]

[ Don't go crazy on one of the nearby chairs. ]

"Messed up"? I'm not sure if you're lacking confidence in yourself or in me when you put it that way. [ Another joke, judging by how amused she sounds as she says it. For a moment she leaves the room though to get plates and a knife to cut it - she's grown up to at least be taught to be proper in some ways. She puts them on the table next to the cake. ]

I'm sure it'll be good either way.

[this_chair]

If you have to spit it out, don't blame me. That's all I mean.

[Just to be sure. You always need an excuse to avoid the wrath of Ange.]

[entreats]

I doubt I'll have to. Unless there's maggots inside. [ THERE AREN'T, RIGHT.. you never know when Ryukishi and Nasu stories meet. But it's just a deadpan remark from her either way and she's already starting to cut the cake. ]

You want a piece too, right?

[this_chair]

... [Gross. Ange why.]

Please. And no maggots please.

[entreats]

[ This is what you've chosen for, Shiki.. ]

One maggot-free piece, got it. [ Casually cutting off a piece of the cake and putting it on a plate for him before grabbing one for herself too. She's already testing it out by shoving a tiny piece of it in her mouth and chewing thoughtfully, but.. ]

.. Well, looks like there's no trouble here. It's pretty good.

[ Ange likes sweets, either way. ]

[this_chair]

[He pokes his piece suspiciously. Just in case there might be maggots there.

Yes, Ange does a good job harassing him as much as he does to her.]

Are you completely sure about that? Like, sure sure?

[entreats]

Are you questioning my sense of taste?

[ Of course Ange is nowhere near offended as she pretends to be - as if Ange would get worked up that easily, really - but it's funny to pretend just a little bit to see how he reacts, so she frowns a little bit. ]

[this_chair]

If you're an insect eater, it might be good to know that now. Because I know some weird people like to eat bugs.

[entreats]

I can assure you I'm at least not that. [ Another piece of the cake ends up disappearing into her mouth as she follows it up. ] Nor am I a cannibal, in face you were wondering about that. I'm not going to lure you into the kitchen just to push you into the oven or whatever.

[this_chair]

So you admit to being a vampire?

[entreats]

[ Don't you have enough of those in your life already.. ]

Sure. So is it time to go to the bedroom yet to start sucking your blood there in some weird kind of lame almost-romantic scene from a teen novel?

[this_chair]

You actually read those, don't you? Admit it!!

[entreats]

.. Ah, looks like you've found the one thing that I actually can't even make a joke about. Good job.

[ Even Ange won't stoop to that level. Not even for the sake of deadpan. ]

I guess that means you win today.

[this_chair]

[He gives Ange a look. You know, those Shiki looks where he acts like he bit into a rotten apple.

It's okay, it's his way of expressive love.]

You almost scared me for a second. Those people are almost as bad as otaku.

[entreats]

So you're saying you don't have anything to admit to me about having body pillows of your favourite characters?

[ Just making sure too here, Shiki. ]

[this_chair]

As if. Though I suppose I'd keep a body pillow of you if you weren't around.

[HAHA CREEPY JOKE, RAINCOATS GEORGE.]

[entreats]

[ SHE SHOULD'VE KNOWN BETTER THAN TO DATE A GEORGE LOOKALIKE ]

...

I'm not sure if I should feel flattered by a statement like that or just creeped out. Just keep me around instead of a body pillow, moron. [ At least it's the most loving kind of "moron" said.. ]

[this_chair]

That was the plan, really.

[LMAO]

There's no way I'm going to stoop low enough to hug a picture of you and think it's as good as the real thing.

[entreats]

There's a lot of people who would probably think a picture of me is better than the real thing since it can't talk.. [ She takes part off her part of the cake with her fork and chews on it thoughtfully, maybe with a tiiiny hint of annoyance - but it probably won't last long around him to begin with. ]

You sure must be a weird guy then.

[this_chair]

Little does everyone else realize but the true secret behind you is everything about you. If they can only have half of it, I just have to pity them. Or be happy because it's less people I'd have to beat up for being perverts.