Leo Baskerville's Sanity Tea Party

[gavehimhead]

[So AT SOME POINT Leo Baskerville is no longer depowered and discovers that his headspace is rather empty. While that is kind of cool it is also pretty depressing and boring. There's only one thing left to do, of course. Write an invitation~

"Dear Leo Edgar,

You are cordially invited to tea. So get your butt over here.

Love,
Someone Special ♥"

Accept y/y]

Comments

[witheyesofgold]

[w-what is this dfhjds]

. . . Should we . . . ?

[gavehimhead]

You tell me~

[witheyesofgold]

[n-no I can't]

You're terrible, I hope you know.

[gavehimhead]

[laughs]

Did I cheer you up?

[witheyesofgold]

For a definition of it...

[gavehimhead]

It still counts. I thought you might need it.

[witheyesofgold]

[ssslowly pulling away, super smooth]

Did you, now? And why would that be?

[gavehimhead]

[BUT WHAT IF I STILL WANT TO SQUISH OUR NOSES TOGETHER--no okay letting him pull away]

Because I'm sulking, so I knew you'd be sulking far worse. Somehow.

[witheyesofgold]

... Is that how it works?

[gavehimhead]

...Yes.

[witheyesofgold]

And why would I be sulking far worse?

[gavehimhead]

Because you're bad at dealing with your feelings.

[witheyesofgold]

[opens his mouth for a second, then just closes it.

and nods. :T]

Fair enough.

[gavehimhead]

So~? Tell me what you're sulking about. It might make me feel better.

[witheyesofgold]

No, no, I think you should start. My story is far too long and boring.

[gavehimhead]

No, no, its mine that would be boring. You should go.

[witheyesofgold]

No, no, please. I insist.

[gavehimhead]

[debating it... :T]

Hmm, it would only be fair of me to go first, since I did invite you. So...I suppose.