That's more like it.

Sleeping on the bow-wowing.

"None. It was poor timing on my part." He opened a few windows and used a long branch for opening the skylight, he put a towel over his mouth. "What brings you to my place?"

"...Well, I appreciate that."

"...Uh, I don't have a bad blood smell or something, do I?"

"More of a /negative/ person?"

"I told myself I needed to buy more stakes... The carpenter guild thought I was nuts."

"So I take it the pocket aioli is just... Gonna stain the fabric?"

He slowly reopened the door; his body completely covered in bandoliers of garlic. "...Shit."

He slowly reversed back into his home. "I DO NOT INVITE YOU IN!!"

"...Sorry, I think you have the wrong address. The hells away from me is about 1700 kilometers that way." He pointed in a random direction.

“…Ah! Vegetarian. I’ll whip up a salad!”

“Pastries!”

For music…?

“It’s for the concert success. Went well. I thought I’d cook myself muffins.”

He grasped his chest over the right side, thinking his heart there. “Gods almighty! Does anyone knock around here?!”

Coughs as he puts out a fire in the kitchen. “Well, guess I’m putting in an order at the bakery.”

"Well, it wasn't as fun as I thought it would have been. The floating was cool though."

"Hey! I found my old fairy outfit!" He whiffed it. "Woof. Still smells of soil."

Wishes he'd adopted like his mother suggested.

Shit… Out of tequila again.

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“Yeah. You have softer skin than I was expecting. You know, with all the fights.”

He lightly pinched her left cheek, giving off a light chuckle.

“I only meant want to. Unlike Caitlin, I know you’ll break my arm for trying.”

“This just makes me want to pinch your cheek.”

“Feels like eternity. But there’s an absence of reality and thought, I know what you mean. I had a crash out getting high and obsessed over making new music.”

“…That’s beautiful. I feel the same way. Time just got away from me.”

“I missed you a lot.”

“Okay…” He leans on her and hugs. She was indeed soft and comfy.

"I miss a lot of people..."

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He's hungry for some fancy food... Where's @kirammankeys.bsky.social ?

“Heya, helmet.”

He's glad he cleaned up his place. He missed having company.

Eats a sandwich in his robe, humming up his composition for the fall concert. This one was promising. He wrote down what he could as it came to him. "Just two months til practice. No pressure."

He smiled lightly. "It's nice to know I still have fans after all these years."

"Yes. Surprisingly, Popular music seems to be less attracted to than Classical. Guess that's why it's classical."

"Thanks, Commander. Well, I mean, Seraphine is a close second."

"It's also to prove to my parents that I amounted to something."

"I'm looking to perform before the king. It's been a lifelong dream to say I played for a king."