[are they really gonna go back to this? rather than quipping some snappy clap-back in return, klaus rolls his eyes and hunts down the flask he'd deposited earlier, uncapping it to take a long pull. yep, still tastes like paint thinner, but it'll do the trick.
he buzzes his lips, closes the container again then tucks it between his thighs, considering every thought that comes to mind, yet hesitating whenever ivar admits he's afraid things could get awkward. a slow blink, followed by another, his head shaking as if just the motion will jolt him out of his slightly dumbfounded state. how about that? ivar's being truthful for once.] Whataya mean? I'm sure he'd understand.
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Date: 2019-11-15 08:31 am (UTC)he buzzes his lips, closes the container again then tucks it between his thighs, considering every thought that comes to mind, yet hesitating whenever ivar admits he's afraid things could get awkward. a slow blink, followed by another, his head shaking as if just the motion will jolt him out of his slightly dumbfounded state. how about that? ivar's being truthful for once.] Whataya mean? I'm sure he'd understand.