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[flammadecinis]

I'm busy. Find someone else.

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[flammadecinis]

Oof— For fuck's sake, you weigh too goddamn much.

[It's truly incredible how the rest of the city can simply carry on with their business, go from place to place, ignore the two monsters doing Whatever This Is in the middle of the street...

Rosso tries to wiggle again, to no avail. His hands remain lazily curled into Adrian's mane all the while.]

Hope you don't mind a nap buddy, brat. [If he's gonna be here for the rest of the day he's Going to snooze.]

[toaflame]

Who said I minded? You ain't cryin' uncle yet, an' I could do this all day...

[He doesn't actually believe that Rosso could nap like this is the thing. So he's trying to call his bluff, expecting him to give in...]

looks up at my typo in my last tag and just eats my hand

[flammadecinis]

[It's a fair assumption. Rosso probably would conk out more to boredom than being comfortable and/or tired.

He huffs in a way that is ostensibly doglike. You know the sound.]

Could you? I didn't take you for a snuggler.

ITS OKAY I didnt notice

[toaflame]

Keep talkin' shit Rosso, you're addin' time to your time-out.

[...has Adrian ever said Rosso's name before now?]

[flammadecinis]

[He sure has not. Actually, it's enough to momentarily catch him off-guard, and if his ears perk up at his name, no they don't. Shut up—]

You wanna spend time with me so bad it makes you look stupid.

[toaflame]

Sure talk a lot of shit for the guy bein' pinned by a lion.

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