he knows for certain that's not how it works but as it feels better psychologically to think of it that way, he convinces himself it is the truth. thank you, thorns. backpacking is a mindset. ]
Yeah… what if it goes so bad we never want to travel again? We have to start small. Ease ourselves into it and get the know-how before we jump into the proverbial fire.
[ it is so easy for plans to start materializing in the air as they speak. the craziest thing is that thorns could potentially see this happening, if they continue along their current trajectory.
then again, driving somewhere a few hours away together where they will see other people they know is very different than going to a different continent. ]
[ until there's a booking reference in his inbox, elysium's just having fun with it as a thought experiment. his hopes aren't that high for it actually happening, but it is nice to think about. ]
A lot. Most of the stuff can be kept in the hotel, but if we're going around somewhere we barely know, then I'll have to bring a change of clothes in the event something happens to what you're currently wearing. Sunscreen, disinfectant, stain remover, tissues, bandaids… can't forget the foldable umbrella, either.
Yeah. And we're already including all the essentials like water, my wallet, and keys, too. And some granola in case you get hungry and there isn't anything we can grab food at nearby.
No matter how hard you try to prevent it, these things are bound to get at least a bit creased in transit. No putting either of them on until I've ironed everything out.
[ back to their regularly scheduled nagging. ]
What? Not everyone needs 15 hours of sleep to function like you do. I'll just drink more coffee.
[ no, he probably just has the same insane schedule i do… bursts into tears
…
but elysium snickers thinking about the decaf from the morning. heh. ]
[ LAUGHS YET AGAIN!!!!!! unfortunately for thorns, it is too late to shove him off the peak of the ferris wheel.
but as with all jokes, it isn't funny if you're the only one in on it. he grins with a mischievous lilt. ]
… The coffee you drank this morning had no caffeine in it. [ quickly taps thorns' forehead with his fist, then— ] Don't be an obstruction to other people trying to get on.
[ —he just books it. they are ending up at the same place (his car) but he is booking it anyway. exercise time!! ]
thorns stares after him, dumbfounded for a moment, as the poor ride attendant is left wondering why one person ran out while the other is not moving. and then thorns snaps to attention and goes after him. ]
[ HE CAN AND WILL no sol romcom is complete without a chase scene or ten
it's probably a long run given the ferris wheel is on the other side of the boardwalk, but that's fine. it's still fuckin crowded so they're also going to have to weave through a million different people. elysium has had to mouth at least ten apologies by the time he reaches his car but that's
[ he can let his revenge go for now, but he will just remind elysium that at the end of the day, they are returning to the same room... he can k word him in his sleep.
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he knows for certain that's not how it works but as it feels better psychologically to think of it that way, he convinces himself it is the truth. thank you, thorns. backpacking is a mindset. ]
Yeah… what if it goes so bad we never want to travel again? We have to start small. Ease ourselves into it and get the know-how before we jump into the proverbial fire.
No check-ins.
[ … ]
One check-in… and our backpacks.
[ when did this become a joint vacation ]
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then again, driving somewhere a few hours away together where they will see other people they know is very different than going to a different continent. ]
How much can you fit into a backpack?
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A lot. Most of the stuff can be kept in the hotel, but if we're going around somewhere we barely know, then I'll have to bring a change of clothes in the event something happens to what you're currently wearing. Sunscreen, disinfectant, stain remover, tissues, bandaids… can't forget the foldable umbrella, either.
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elysium is definitely not meant for backpacking here. thorns actually chuckles. ]
Uh huh. This really is a large bag.
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[ he taps his chin. ]
This is why I'm taller.
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[ stop mentioning the height!!!
the wheel turns, bringing them closer to the ground. ]
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[ he kicks thorns' foot. ]
… That went by fast. We should probably go and get ready after this.
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[ thorns will just put his suit on without ironing it if he can have his way here. ]
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elysium bores a hole straight through thorns' soul. ]
Uh huh. 'Cause I gotta help you get ready first.
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[ the level of trust here is so low. ]
Maybe you should have napped.
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[ back to their regularly scheduled nagging. ]
What? Not everyone needs 15 hours of sleep to function like you do. I'll just drink more coffee.
[ no, he probably just has the same insane schedule i do… bursts into tears
…
but elysium snickers thinking about the decaf from the morning. heh. ]
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[ he doesn't think what elysium just said is that funny??
don't be annoying. ]
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[ stifles another laugh into his hand. it is probably obvious there's so much more to this. ]
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Why are you laughing.
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[ LAUGHS YET AGAIN!!!!!! unfortunately for thorns, it is too late to shove him off the peak of the ferris wheel.
but as with all jokes, it isn't funny if you're the only one in on it. he grins with a mischievous lilt. ]
… The coffee you drank this morning had no caffeine in it. [ quickly taps thorns' forehead with his fist, then— ] Don't be an obstruction to other people trying to get on.
[ —he just books it. they are ending up at the same place (his car) but he is booking it anyway. exercise time!! ]
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thorns stares after him, dumbfounded for a moment, as the poor ride attendant is left wondering why one person ran out while the other is not moving. and then thorns snaps to attention and goes after him. ]
Hey!
[ you can't get away!! ]
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it's probably a long run given the ferris wheel is on the other side of the boardwalk, but that's fine. it's still fuckin crowded so they're also going to have to weave through a million different people. elysium has had to mouth at least ten apologies by the time he reaches his car but that's
youth!!!!!! being stupid!!!!!!!! ]
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when thorns finally catches up, he just walks over to where elysium is and shakes him. thorns was rude and did not apologize. ]
You want to die?
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No! Pffft! Stop! What I wouldn't have given to catch how distraught you looked. It was gold! Take a joke!
[ the joke is him getting to nap. okay.
he's laughing while being shaken like a ragdoll i guess ]
You haven't forgotten, have you? We have a wedding to go to, bro!
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[ he can let his revenge go for now, but he will just remind elysium that at the end of the day, they are returning to the same room... he can k word him in his sleep.
but he will let go to get into the car. ]
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they speed away… to once again put thorns through the horrors… ]
That's making it waaaaaay too obvious. Or are you fine with ending up in jail if it means you get to exact your revenge…? That's metal.
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thorns mentally goes over all the ways he could get rid of a body... ]
What would you have suggested otherwise?
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I dunno! Accepting your defeat like anyone else would?
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[ he leans over and pinches his shoulder. d*e ]
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[ swats this oversized mosquito away. ]
I'm driving…
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