Deer sounds? Will it be teal deers or pink deers? I feel like this is a pretty important thing to know before I accept.
[ resting his fist on the table, he looks at stefan earnestly. though it could be a joke, barry would accept a cd of deer sounds. he can already think of a few evil things he could do with it, like play it in wells' room and hide the stereo so he can't find the source of the odd noise. ]
[ he can easily recognise stefan's small offer for what it is. from what barry understands, he still hasn't quite found himself. it's okay by him. he'll accept deer sounds, because it means no one else has a cd full of deer sounds. what stefan has to offer has value, even if he doesn't quite see it. ]
Teal. Definitely teal - you think I'd hold out on you in your hour of need?
[Stefan laughs, genuinely, at his brazen offer. He'll even throw in one of those stuffed teal deer, just so Barry can torment whoever he chooses at whatever hour he chooses.
He may not like what he turned into, let alone how he sounded, but he can put that past him for the sake of understanding Wonderland (and in turn, maybe himself).]
[ barry smiles. it sounds like a deal to him, and one that's good, even if stefan can't find sounds made specifically by a teal deer. in truth, barry doesn't require anything in return for showing stefan how to use the closet. he doesn't need anything at all. but if it makes stefan feel better, he'll accept it. it's not his place to tell someone how to be at ease when they feel they're asking for too much. ]
Teal deer deliver. Other deer? [ barry shakes his head, pulling a face. he looks serious when he says, ] I wouldn't trust them.
Smart. From what I remember, orange deer were the worst gossips, and brown? Super skittish.
[He ducks his head to hide his smile. Stefan can't remember the last time he's felt this comfortable - which, again, could be the amnesia talking. It could also be a sign of how topsy-turvy everything's been.
This, though, feels right. While Stefan'll soon learn to accept an offer for what it is, he appreciates being taken seriously.]
For real? Oh man, I guess I better end that friendship.
[ barry finally takes a drink of his coffee and squints, making a soured face as he does so. placing it down, he coughs a moment, before his throat seems to settle from all the sugar. ]
He told me to put sugar in my drink. Never trust a blue deer, dude. [ he coughs again, as if for good measure, but he feels something finally shift in his throat. ]
A bit late for that, don't you think? [He raises his eyebrows in amusement, wrapping a hand loosely around his own mug.] Now you're stuck with me and my -
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[ resting his fist on the table, he looks at stefan earnestly. though it could be a joke, barry would accept a cd of deer sounds. he can already think of a few evil things he could do with it, like play it in wells' room and hide the stereo so he can't find the source of the odd noise. ]
[ he can easily recognise stefan's small offer for what it is. from what barry understands, he still hasn't quite found himself. it's okay by him. he'll accept deer sounds, because it means no one else has a cd full of deer sounds. what stefan has to offer has value, even if he doesn't quite see it. ]
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[Stefan laughs, genuinely, at his brazen offer. He'll even throw in one of those stuffed teal deer, just so Barry can torment whoever he chooses at whatever hour he chooses.
He may not like what he turned into, let alone how he sounded, but he can put that past him for the sake of understanding Wonderland (and in turn, maybe himself).]
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Teal deer deliver. Other deer? [ barry shakes his head, pulling a face. he looks serious when he says, ] I wouldn't trust them.
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[He ducks his head to hide his smile. Stefan can't remember the last time he's felt this comfortable - which, again, could be the amnesia talking. It could also be a sign of how topsy-turvy everything's been.
This, though, feels right. While Stefan'll soon learn to accept an offer for what it is, he appreciates being taken seriously.]
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[ barry finally takes a drink of his coffee and squints, making a soured face as he does so. placing it down, he coughs a moment, before his throat seems to settle from all the sugar. ]
He told me to put sugar in my drink. Never trust a blue deer, dude. [ he coughs again, as if for good measure, but he feels something finally shift in his throat. ]
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His groan can probably be heard across the entire coffee shop.]
No wonder I was teal.