abyssdressing | (no subject)

*grade C common sense is what we have here. the mumbling and grumbling drifts in from down the hall, getting louder once he returns with a glass. putting a hand on his hip, he waves the glass around randomly.* Okay, whadda ya want?

[he's still grinning, finding this amusing] [innocent smile]

....... *hear that fizzing? that's Luke's fuse getting even shorter.*

Fine. What do you want?

[he's too busy chuckling to hear it]

Tea. Okay. *stomps out, grinding his teeth irritably.*

[enjoying himself over here~] Unsweetened tea! And make sure it's hot tea!

*shouts back something incoherent, most likely some mix of insult and swear words.*

Language, Luke! [tease tease tease]

*answers him with a clearer swear and a teapot being slammed onto the stove.*

[well he heard that, and he hopes he didn't break something out there] Hey! Be careful out there!

I'm always careful! It's my middle name! *now he's busy making a racket, swearing some more under his breath.*

No it's not! [all this yelling is probably not good for him, but whatever! Redheads can't think logically right now]

How would you know? It's not like you- woah! HOLY HELL! *disaster Luke strikes again with a loud explosion, followed by smoke billowing down the hallway.*

[jolts upright from the noise] L-Luke!? [just starts to see the smoke in the hallway and slowly gets himself out of bed.] [rushes to the kitchen as fast as he could move]

*comes stumbling out of the kitchen coughing like crazy, waving his hands in a senseless effort to clear the smoke from the hall.* Piece of shit fontech!

What the hell did you do!? [is leaning against the wall in the hallway, coughing from the smoke]

I tried to make you your damn tea, that's what I did! *tugs the collar of his jacket together to block the smoke.*

Looks more like you blew up the kitchen!

Hey! It's not my fault if every piece of fontech in this joint is utter shit!

[facepalm] ugh, you're hopeless. [coughs a little more, waving the smoke away]

I am not hopeless! I can learn! *tries to get farther away from the kitchen, only to double over coughing.*

[wades through it, grabbing you by the coat and tugs you away, into his room] Just stay here. [moves to the door]

W..where.. *glances up at him, rubbing his watering eyes and coughing still.* Where the hell are you going?

To make sure you didn't start a fire in the kitchen. [pulls a blanket to cover his face with and he leaves the room]

Hey, w-wait a second..! *stands up quickly, intending to stop or at least follow him, though he doesn't make it past the door before falling to his knees from inhaling too much smoke.*