paterelohim: (= the fuck was that)
Chuck Shurley | God ([personal profile] paterelohim) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull 2012-08-05 04:47 pm (UTC)

i enjoyed this tag too much 8|

[Chuck answers the door, well prepared. Yes, he did prepare- he actually put on pants.]

Hey- oh, wow. You sure did.

[It sounds unenthusiastic but he's totally undressing that banana bread with his eyes rn.]

Come on in.

[He swings the door open and backs off, scratching his neck idly. The apartment is different- the furniture looks the same, since most of it was Chuck's anyway, but Blaine's stuff was mostly replaced with cheap or mismatched sidewalk-scavenged crap, and everything is messy, covered with papers, bowls and beer bottles in places they shouldn't. Most of the mess seems to converge on a battered computer desk inexplicably in the corner of the dining room, bearing a desk lamp, his expanded laptop-shaped NV, a pile of scribbled notebooks, and a nest of papers. Also, there's a unicycle nestled against the liquor cabinet, holding up a jacket.]

Sorry the place is so- you know. [Waving a hand generally.] I've been working almost nonstop.

[He leads them over to the living room, which is considerably cleaner and has a minifridge for an end table.]

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