[ they've only just started patching things up, and this is where they're at. they are so cursed. elysium at least looks like he's turning what thorns says in his mind before answering. ]
… Don't overcorrect like I did.
[ is all he says, and he wonders if it's saying too much? regardless: ]
So? What d'you wanna do? If we're heading back today, you're driving at least half of it…
[ well, it is a good warning because thorns' mind keeps jumping to maybe it's better if they hang out less often like they were doing before, which is not as drastic as a move that elysium did but is still rather significant backpedaling.
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We can look around before we go.
[ they'd still need to pack all their things up first since they'd need to check out, but walking around is supposedly good for hangovers even if it will feel like hell to move. ]
well, thorns figures it might be best if they spend some time apart. he will stay long enough for their doordash order to get here so he can open the door and bring it inside, but then he will go on a walk.... ]
elysium doesn't even plan on falling back asleep but he does anyway. by the time thorns turns around with the order, he's effectively knocked out. so thorns can go on his walk in peace… incredible how they can live without being in each other's space 24/7.
just kidding. a few others from their table who hadn't gotten as drunk as they did seem to have the same idea as thorns. they approach and accost him into their group. if there's one thing they've picked up from elysium, it's that strong arming thorns without his consent is how you get him to hang out with you. go figure!!! they do ask where elysium is and why he isn't with him? their relationship is so fascinating to observe. wow. ]
[ oh... help... he explains that elysium is sleeping...
he will go on a walk with them as they ask him if he thinks trying to break up elysium's relationship is really the best thing to do? thorns must not contend with the idea of is he trying to break them up? but elysium seems so happy with kitten?
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he realizes that he actually does not know if this is true or not because elysium never mentions her. when he says that he's never actually met the girlfriend, they start murmuring amongst themselves... hmmm. ]
[ one of them wonders if that's the case because they remember seeing elysium looking upset… and that seemed to domino into his copious drinking… they ask if thorns knows anything about that and now the group is convinced elysium's going through relationship troubles?
thorns doesn't think he is the person to ask about elysium's relationship problems though?? even though elysium is over him now (lol) he figures it would still be awkward if him of all people tried to help out. ]
Should I talk to Kitten...?
[ half the people say it's a bad idea and the other half say go for it because they think it'll be funny. ]
and so the group chat called ✨ THORNS' SUPPORT GROUP ✨ is born. why it's name that specifically is not something anyone will tell thorns but the name is non-negotiable. this is thorns' life now. ]
eventually, they send thorns back to his hotel but only after shoving various items to share with elysium. they are all on a mission that they are forcing thorns to be part of.
[ elysium is complaining when he does this constantly to thorns???? okay!!!
there's a pause and he leans in. it may look like he is leaning in to kiss him, but it's just he is trying to hear him better in case elysium is asking for something normal? thorns did not hear him very well... ]
[ what is worse elysium doing things knowing that it is not normal behaviour between two bros or thorns doing them back without knowing that it is not normal behaviour between two bros. all i'm getting out of this is that thorns needs more friends (victim blames)
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elysium covers the rest of his head with the blanket. goodbye. ]
thorns just gets up and goes to eat his portion of the food that elysium ordered. elysium has to get out of bed eventually and when he does, thorns will be there. he can't avoid this forever. ]
[ does thorns keep his phone muted, on vibrate, or with sound. they know thorns must have reconvened with elysium for some time now, so the group chat starts popping off with activity. ]
It is pretty odd to see you out… did you guys end up doing anything, then?
[ he starts to crawl out from under the sheets to eat with thorns…… companionship… ]
[ there are some typical souvenir items, but they also got thorns and elysium matching friendship bracelets. thorns helped out because he needed to have a say in jewelry because he is insufferable.
[ months or years later elysium will realise he needs to charge these people for having access to a free clown show. they're doing so much better than everyone else in the other thread. so much better. ]
You don't sound that enthusiastic about it. When's the next time you'll have the chance to see them? Might as well.
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… Don't overcorrect like I did.
[ is all he says, and he wonders if it's saying too much? regardless: ]
So? What d'you wanna do? If we're heading back today, you're driving at least half of it…
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We can look around before we go.
[ they'd still need to pack all their things up first since they'd need to check out, but walking around is supposedly good for hangovers even if it will feel like hell to move. ]
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he might love thorns a good platonic amount but there are some things even love can't conquer…
he flops back over to his side. good night. ]
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well, thorns figures it might be best if they spend some time apart. he will stay long enough for their doordash order to get here so he can open the door and bring it inside, but then he will go on a walk.... ]
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elysium doesn't even plan on falling back asleep but he does anyway. by the time thorns turns around with the order, he's effectively knocked out. so thorns can go on his walk in peace… incredible how they can live without being in each other's space 24/7.
just kidding. a few others from their table who hadn't gotten as drunk as they did seem to have the same idea as thorns. they approach and accost him into their group. if there's one thing they've picked up from elysium, it's that strong arming thorns without his consent is how you get him to hang out with you. go figure!!! they do ask where elysium is and why he isn't with him? their relationship is so fascinating to observe. wow. ]
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he will go on a walk with them as they ask him if he thinks trying to break up elysium's relationship is really the best thing to do? thorns must not contend with the idea of is he trying to break them up? but elysium seems so happy with kitten?
...
he realizes that he actually does not know if this is true or not because elysium never mentions her. when he says that he's never actually met the girlfriend, they start murmuring amongst themselves... hmmm. ]
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what a mystery. ]
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thorns doesn't think he is the person to ask about elysium's relationship problems though?? even though elysium is over him now (lol) he figures it would still be awkward if him of all people tried to help out. ]
Should I talk to Kitten...?
[ half the people say it's a bad idea and the other half say go for it because they think it'll be funny. ]
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and so the group chat called ✨ THORNS' SUPPORT GROUP ✨ is born. why it's name that specifically is not something anyone will tell thorns but the name is non-negotiable. this is thorns' life now. ]
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eventually, they send thorns back to his hotel but only after shoving various items to share with elysium. they are all on a mission that they are forcing thorns to be part of.
he peeks inside the room. is elysium asleep...? ]
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he's dead… ]
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thorns sets the stuff on the table and then walks over to inspect elysium. he tucks him in better... ]
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he mutters something about are you going to kiss me goodnight, too? ]
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there's a pause and he leans in. it may look like he is leaning in to kiss him, but it's just he is trying to hear him better in case elysium is asking for something normal? thorns did not hear him very well... ]
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elysium covers the rest of his head with the blanket. goodbye. ]
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thorns just gets up and goes to eat his portion of the food that elysium ordered. elysium has to get out of bed eventually and when he does, thorns will be there. he can't avoid this forever. ]
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That was a long walk. Had fun?
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[ as if they aren't allowed to not be together?
thorns does not volunteer the information of what they were talking about. ]
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It is pretty odd to see you out… did you guys end up doing anything, then?
[ he starts to crawl out from under the sheets to eat with thorns…… companionship… ]
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[ he needs it to be clear that thorns did not willingly do all of that.
his phone is on vibrate so it's vibrating like crazy right now. thorns is ignoring it. ]
We just walked. They bought things for you.
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[ his poor cousins
it's also incredibly hard to ignore this so his attention naturally turns to thorns' phone. ]
Someone's popular. [ … ] Like what?
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he shows elysium the bag. ]
... they're just talking to each other.
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… What was the occasion? I didn't get them anything. Did they want to meet for dinner?
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this is hell. ]
I guess I can ask...?
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You don't sound that enthusiastic about it. When's the next time you'll have the chance to see them? Might as well.
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