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14.Mar.20, 12:28 AM
F’drel watched Mylorah excuse herself to go greet R’dal, a bit puzzled by her choice of words. Why did she feel like pointing out that R’dal wasn’t his boyfriend? Was that really necessary? F’drel sighed. Whatever, it was her birthday, she could say pointless things if she felt like it. Besides, R’dal was on his way over now, so F’drel had to deal with that instead of worrying about how Mylorah felt like phrasing things.
He leaned into the customary hug R’dal gave in greeting, relaxing just a fraction. It didn’t last too long, because R’dal discovered the snacks and had to immediately go investigate. F’drel sighed internally, but followed along with R’dal. While he’d rather just stay in the corner, he didn’t want to curb R’dal’s fun so early. Though when R’dal wanted him to try all the food, F’drel felt he may have to spoil it a little.
“I’m not particularly hungry, R’dal, I think the cupcake may be too much for me right now,” he said, gently rebuffing the offered cupcake. All the nerves meant he often wasn’t that hungry, and while most of the time F’drel would make himself eat something if someone wanted him to, he didn’t feel quite that same pressure with R’dal. “I’d rather leave it for someone who’ll properly enjoy it. I’ll try a cookie, though,” he allowed. He’d told Mylorah he’d have one, and they were smaller than the cupcakes. Almost certainly less rich as well. F’drel could manage a cookie. For Mylorah and R’dal.
He leaned into the customary hug R’dal gave in greeting, relaxing just a fraction. It didn’t last too long, because R’dal discovered the snacks and had to immediately go investigate. F’drel sighed internally, but followed along with R’dal. While he’d rather just stay in the corner, he didn’t want to curb R’dal’s fun so early. Though when R’dal wanted him to try all the food, F’drel felt he may have to spoil it a little.
“I’m not particularly hungry, R’dal, I think the cupcake may be too much for me right now,” he said, gently rebuffing the offered cupcake. All the nerves meant he often wasn’t that hungry, and while most of the time F’drel would make himself eat something if someone wanted him to, he didn’t feel quite that same pressure with R’dal. “I’d rather leave it for someone who’ll properly enjoy it. I’ll try a cookie, though,” he allowed. He’d told Mylorah he’d have one, and they were smaller than the cupcakes. Almost certainly less rich as well. F’drel could manage a cookie. For Mylorah and R’dal.
