Edit: Closing this one out for now. Please put all new threads here! Thanks! Fifth verse same as the first... It's new 'Call Me Out" Time!
【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】 V a roleplay meme to inspire muses.
♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name journal in the subject line! (I have too many Lancers to just go by name! X.x ) ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
[Diarmuid flashes him a grateful smile and then follows the directions he's been given. Of course, he doesn't bump into the table so much as gracefully avoids it at the last second. Once his arms are empty, he sighs in relief and finally takes a moment to look around the apartment.]
It is a very welcoming apartment, though I get the feeling you doing have a lot of company up here, do you?
[Or...maybe he does, on second thought, considering how easily he had invited Diarmuid up...]
[Diarmuid waves a dismissive hand, though there is just a bit of disappointment in his eyes for a moment.]
That's fine unless you just want to drink from the bottles tonight.
[He laughs and then starts to unpack the food from the many bags he was carrying. Hopefully, Grit likes leftovers because he is going to probably be eating them for a long time...]
If I ever come back, perhaps I will have to bring some of my fun glasses...
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[He moves further in.]
Walk a bit further forward and make a left, you'll bump right into it.
[Because how else is he supposed to describe that?]
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[Diarmuid flashes him a grateful smile and then follows the directions he's been given. Of course, he doesn't bump into the table so much as gracefully avoids it at the last second. Once his arms are empty, he sighs in relief and finally takes a moment to look around the apartment.]
It is a very welcoming apartment, though I get the feeling you doing have a lot of company up here, do you?
[Or...maybe he does, on second thought, considering how easily he had invited Diarmuid up...]
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[He laughs a bit and moves to put the alcohol on the table, getting a corkscrew for the wine.]
Not really interested in havin' a ton of guests, y'know? I don't really have the money to host so I feel bad for makin' everyone come over.
[Hey, what can he say. He likes to make exception.]
You want a drink?
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[Diarmuid searches through the alcohol and pushes a bottle of whiskey off to the side.]
I'm not really in the mood for wine, though. This will do. Hopefully, you have a few nice glasses we can use? Or at least something interesting?
[It's a weird quirk of his. Odd drinking glasses...]
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[He still wants wine so forgive him for popping it open and pouring himself a glass as he dug through and just shook his head.]
I pretty much only have a few wine glasses for that, if that's okay with you.
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That's fine unless you just want to drink from the bottles tonight.
[He laughs and then starts to unpack the food from the many bags he was carrying. Hopefully, Grit likes leftovers because he is going to probably be eating them for a long time...]
If I ever come back, perhaps I will have to bring some of my fun glasses...
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[He chuckles, and looks back at the table.]
Mmm, let's see if I can get that if to a when. [Letting out a laugh.]