Jesus fantasy Christ, he's too tired for this shit. Malcer shuts the refrigerator door by nudging it with his hip, then pulls the spoon out of the grip of the ice cream and starts trying to pry a piece out. It's pretty cold, he should probably let it thaw a little or something.
"And I'm not putting on a light, we can both see just fine in the dark."
Ugh, this ice cream is being too difficult for his current ability to give fucks. Malcer sets it on the counter, it'll get better if he waits. While that's doing its thing, he goes to get a kettle and heat up some water. Tea-- that'll make him feel better.
"Why are you even up? It's... gods, I don't know, fuck o'clock in the morning."
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Jesus fantasy Christ, he's too tired for this shit. Malcer shuts the refrigerator door by nudging it with his hip, then pulls the spoon out of the grip of the ice cream and starts trying to pry a piece out. It's pretty cold, he should probably let it thaw a little or something.
"And I'm not putting on a light, we can both see just fine in the dark."
Ugh, this ice cream is being too difficult for his current ability to give fucks. Malcer sets it on the counter, it'll get better if he waits. While that's doing its thing, he goes to get a kettle and heat up some water. Tea-- that'll make him feel better.
"Why are you even up? It's... gods, I don't know, fuck o'clock in the morning."