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hugtopia2019-07-30 10:42 pm
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A Belated Birthday - video and action options
video
[At least Keith knows how to keep a feed steady on his face. He's had a lot of practice at this. His voice is somewhat hushed, and he is in a darkened room, glancing back over his shoulder before he finally clears his throat and starts to speak.]
It was Lance's birthday on Sunday. And I totally forgot, and I think it might have hurt his feelings. So. [He takes a deep breath, glancing back behind his shoulder again.] I guess I'm going to throw him a late birthday party, so he stops sulking. Please, everyone, I could use some backup here. If you could just show up at the house this afternoon for a few minutes or something, that would be great. You don't have to know us. He'll just be happy to have people paying attention to him.
[There's some noise behind him, and he looks back again before standing up hurriedly and speaking in a hushed voice.] Okay, Keith out.
action
[Keith is pretty sure that Lance is aware that something is up, because he's been running around like a madman setting things up for what he hopes to be at least a decent little gathering. With luck, people have heard the message and will show, and that should help Lance feel a little better. Not that Keith cares, of course. He just wants his roommate to stop making snide comments.
By mid-afternoon, he's managed to set up a table with some food -- of questionable quality, but still edible -- and found a bot to play some music quietly. It's not like any sort of music he's ever heard, honestly, but it'll do the trick for now, hopefully.
Now to wait and pray that someone actually shows. Even better if they bring something with them.]
[At least Keith knows how to keep a feed steady on his face. He's had a lot of practice at this. His voice is somewhat hushed, and he is in a darkened room, glancing back over his shoulder before he finally clears his throat and starts to speak.]
It was Lance's birthday on Sunday. And I totally forgot, and I think it might have hurt his feelings. So. [He takes a deep breath, glancing back behind his shoulder again.] I guess I'm going to throw him a late birthday party, so he stops sulking. Please, everyone, I could use some backup here. If you could just show up at the house this afternoon for a few minutes or something, that would be great. You don't have to know us. He'll just be happy to have people paying attention to him.
[There's some noise behind him, and he looks back again before standing up hurriedly and speaking in a hushed voice.] Okay, Keith out.
action
[Keith is pretty sure that Lance is aware that something is up, because he's been running around like a madman setting things up for what he hopes to be at least a decent little gathering. With luck, people have heard the message and will show, and that should help Lance feel a little better. Not that Keith cares, of course. He just wants his roommate to stop making snide comments.
By mid-afternoon, he's managed to set up a table with some food -- of questionable quality, but still edible -- and found a bot to play some music quietly. It's not like any sort of music he's ever heard, honestly, but it'll do the trick for now, hopefully.
Now to wait and pray that someone actually shows. Even better if they bring something with them.]
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He flushes a little, embarrassed, and looks down, rubbing the back of his head.]
Uh, yeah. I'm...glad you like it. I got you something too, but it's kind of stupid.
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Wait, really? No gift is stupid. Well. I mean. Some probably are. But...c'mon, show me!
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Keith grabs a small bundle of cloth that he'd stashed under the table, offering it to Lance and not quite meeting his eyes.]
Uh. Here.
[Inside is a carefully wrapped, slightly sloppy homemade dreamcatcher. It's a very simple design, but Keith has threaded a few choice shells and some of the brightly colored rooster feathers. Despite the slight crookedness and the definite fragility of it, it's clear Keith worked hard at it.]
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He turns it over in his hands once it's unwrapped, ginger in how he handles it, and smiles widely.]
Keith, it's beautiful. I... Thank you. Seriously. I'd hug you again, but you're probably already at your limit, huh?
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He smiles and rubs the back of his head again, letting out a soft chuckle.]
I guess I can handle one more, if you insist. Um...glad you like it.
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I do! It's really pretty and thoughtful and all that.
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I don't think it's all that pretty. I haven't made a dreamcatcher in a long time.