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day 3/203 sometime

[throughbamboo]

[well, seeing as how things went (kind of) well yesterday, Ore calls up Gray to see if he'd like to meet him for drinks again. Because why not, right? And he really did enjoy it, so -

He waits just outside of the bar for Gray, hunched over whittling away at something while he stands there]

[doggonemad]

[ sure enough, Gray manages to find time in his (not-so) busy schedule to fit Ore in. ]

Yo.

[throughbamboo]

[totally (not) busy schedule. Ore grins at him and slips his project back into one of his pockets]

Yo.

[doggonemad]

Long time, no see, stranger.

[ they literally just spoke yesterday. ]

[throughbamboo]

Been forever, eh?

[wordlessly gestures for them to head on in]

[doggonemad]

Ya missed me that much, eh?

[ headin' on in with him. ]

[throughbamboo]

Maybe. Told ya I liked drinkin' with ya, didn't I?

[hey look, where they sat yesterday is free, may as well sit there]

[doggonemad]

[ sits down next to him. ]

Yeah, ya did.

[throughbamboo]

Must've liked it too, if ya agreed to comin' out today.

[doggonemad]

Ehh, I figured I could squeeze ya in.

[throughbamboo]

Made room for me in yer schedule?

[doggonemad]

Sure did. Feel honored.

[throughbamboo]

Well shit, I feel real special.

[doggonemad]

Ya better!

[ orderin' his usual. ]

[throughbamboo]

[he makes an amused noise, doing the same]

I do.

[doggonemad]

Hell yeah. Cheers to that.

[throughbamboo]

Hope I didn't actually steal ya away from any serious work.

[doggonemad]

Nah, the kids were just doin' their thing. I let 'em be for the most part.

[throughbamboo]

Heh, no supervisin' today?

[doggonemad]

I guess not? Jewel an' the others are off doin' somethin'.

[throughbamboo]

Ahh. Well, hope they stay out of trouble for ya.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, here's hopin'. Tch.

[ takes a sip. ]

Friday went to friggin' Nick Graeysteel. Told him my hair looked like shit, wanted him to style it for me. Like Nick an' I don't talk all the goddamn time.

[throughbamboo]

[he pauses, drink halfway to his lips]

Hah? The hell's wrong with your hair? It looks fine ta me.

[doggonemad]

S'just how it is with some of these shits. Pampered divas.

[throughbamboo]

I don't really get it, but I ain't ever given too much of a shit 'bout how I look.