chanteuser | QUASIPLATONICROMANTIC NOT-MESS

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i'm still wheezing y'all

[ alex's cat just comes right over to him and curls up next to him. relief? relief is here tonight. ]

Looking for flowers.

Flowers...?

[He'll lift his head for that, and reach over to scratch at the ears of Alex's cat while he does so]

Yup. Flowers.

[ the cat purrs. ]

We're still going to be pretty useless for a bit, so... might as well do soemthing simple to pass the time.

Are you looking to make a new set of bouquets for us?

No, I was thinking of maybe flower crowns? It's a bit more... uh... intricate, so it might take my mind off the "feeling bad" thing.

Mmm.

Might I... assist? I do not know if I've ever made them before, but...

Neither have I. But figuring it out would be half the fun, right?

[ time to all make flower clowns and not think about the fact they're poisoned. ]

[Well in that case, he will finally move so he's settled closer by her, and reach out for a few flowers of his own]

Shall we divide the work?

[ she hands some over to him, keeping the split of the flowers pretty even between the two of them. ]

We'll get more done quicker that way, yeah.