[ Byerly has also been sulking for a good week. He'd been worried when Bastien hadn't shown up - hadn't reached out over crystal, of course, anxious about seeming uncool - and then made the connection when he'd seen Bastien the next morning. That, once again, Bastien had decided that his room wasn't good enough. That once again Byerly had to come to him.
Well, Byerly hadn't come to him, because, Maker, it's one thing to be sour over sharing the bed with another of Byerly's lovers - but being sour over sharing it with his dog? That's - something else. ]
Were you being a pain in the ass?
[ Breezy, friendly, asked with a smile - and, in that overt friendliness, extremely chilly.
(Whiskey's greeting is warm enough for two. She flops over onto her side in ecstasy over seeing her beloved Bastien.) ]
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Well, Byerly hadn't come to him, because, Maker, it's one thing to be sour over sharing the bed with another of Byerly's lovers - but being sour over sharing it with his dog? That's - something else. ]
Were you being a pain in the ass?
[ Breezy, friendly, asked with a smile - and, in that overt friendliness, extremely chilly.
(Whiskey's greeting is warm enough for two. She flops over onto her side in ecstasy over seeing her beloved Bastien.) ]