( Because alcohol is free-flowing tonight, Emil's offered a wooden box to choose from, going again for the clear variety. He'd try the pink, but the fizz it's creating, even in the bottle, is formidable.
There's no one to uncap it this time, so Emil awkwardly slaps the metal against the side of the counter a few times to open the beverage. His head is very full, and he would actually like for it to be not full when it's swirling with so many thoughts in a variety of feeling shades.
A sigh. ) Lalli, I don't like fighting with you. I don't know if I can avoid it all the time, but I don't like it.
( It's a very simple statement, and certainly obvious, but Emil is simple and obvious, if only to others. )
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There's no one to uncap it this time, so Emil awkwardly slaps the metal against the side of the counter a few times to open the beverage. His head is very full, and he would actually like for it to be not full when it's swirling with so many thoughts in a variety of feeling shades.
A sigh. ) Lalli, I don't like fighting with you. I don't know if I can avoid it all the time, but I don't like it.
( It's a very simple statement, and certainly obvious, but Emil is simple and obvious, if only to others. )