PC: GU YUN

[headmt]

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[liuli]

[ what's a coping mechanism? it's fine. ] Am I allowed to insult myself to joke about it? Seems fair.

[ but. there's a beat, and at 'nice chats', he deadpans - ] 'Hewwo? Could I wequest your time for a wittle minute? Pwease?'

[ and then just downs like a shots worth of tequila straight out of the bottle ]

[headmt]

You'd best stop, or I'll never be able to do anything with you ever again.

[snorting!!!!!! laughing at this. fucking disgusting.]

[liuli]

[ good writing it gave me psychic damage he better laugh

as he finishes his shot, gu yun turns his head and grins at him, sensing an opportunity to be obnoxious. ] How cruel. I'm willing to take one for the team. Mowwy.

[ he's also, absolutely, trying not to laugh and failing, until he eventually snorts and ducks his head, emotions just mirth and gremlin, a brief moment of brevity after an incredibly, incredibly serious conversation. ]

[headmt]

I hope it climbs out of the ceiling and eats you for that one.

[DONT JOKE ABOUT THESE THINGS.]

[liuli]

[ wehehe. ] Maybe that's the solution. I do have poison blood. If it ate me, it might keel over in a second! You're all welcome.

[ at least he's also horrible and joking about it, i guess?? bad. ]