CATCHALL ⬦ 欲买桂花同载酒

[lapidation]

WHO: Zhongli and anyone!
WHAT: my catchall...
WHEN: forever
WHERE: this island imagine if he goes to sea and drowns
WARNINGS: will add when anything comes up; ALCOHOL
ETC: feel free to plot with me! my bingo is here and you can reach me via discord (hei#2323) or plurk (aftertaste).

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CLOSED ⬥ CROW

[lapidation]

[ They are drinking buddies now for whatever reason... Probably by happenstance and now it has become an often occurrence. ]

It's quite nice to have someone to drink with regularly.

[ He doesn't say outright like friends cause he isn't sure if that's what they are. They are just some dudes going to the bar again... And the familiar dog is here. Crow may find that Zhongli is awfully chipper? His smile is brighter than usual and his eyes sparkle unlike before. ]

Though I do hope you are not the worst company intoxicated.

[ The words. Are negative! But he's smiling, anyway. ]

[chevaliered]

[ nice. drink, drank, drunk. ]

Guess we'll find out. This bingo square isn't gonna fill itself out without a little intoxication to help it along.

[ crow does not seem offended. and hello dog, i'm glad we still haven't thought of a name for you yet. ] And see? Told you that dog was yours now. That why you're so bright-eyed and bushy tailed?

[lapidation]

I will do my best to care for you in your stupor... May the reward be worth it.

[ He'll be... The sober friend, is what he's hoping? But he's prepared for the worst to happen—Crow somehow getting him wasted. There's a small huff as they take a seat at the counter. ]

Jiaotang is glad to see you as well. [ Bork. It has settled on a NAME. ] What do you mean?

[ Zhongli hasn't quite... Noticed? Yes, he's in a better mood, but he didn't think it would be palpable. ]

[chevaliered]

Guess we'll find out. [ he's already making a start on the drinks-- or rather finishing his first one so there you go. ]

Jiaotang? [ oho. the dog has been accepted. crow will hold out a hand-- SHAKE. ]

Yeah you're... I dunno. Perkier?

[lapidation]

He has acquired many names from a number of people. The one I gave him is Jiaotang, for caramel.

[ The dog is still Milo, I guess. It has many names, a great emissary. Zhongli takes his own drink, holding it by the rim while emanating good vibes. ]

... Perhaps I got a good night's rest. I know nothing else to boost my mood to be "perkier." [ Huh. ] Is it that suspicious?

[chevaliered]

Is he starting a proper collection? Jiaotang, Milo— Poochy?

[ it is a doggo of many, many names. a friendly little friend. ] You’re really stuck with him now, hm?

Could be. Do you feel like you got a good night’s rest?

[lapidation]

[ With the question, Zhongli looks at the the dog and the doggy barks at Crow. Is that a yes? No? Zhongli doesn't answer for him. ]

Yes. I've been training him... It has been a challenge in another way, but the process has been enjoyable. [ Sometimes you like raising things? Anyway. ] Perhaps I was looking forward to our evening.

[ HAPPY HOUR MENU ]

Have you tried the yard beer?

[chevaliered]

[ to the dog: ] I’m not calling you Poochy, that was a throw away. You need a better name than that, right?

Put the effort in now, right? Better than trying to pick up training much further down the line. [ hmmm. ] Aww, flatterer. You talk to everyone like that?

… Yard beer?

[lapidation]

[ Dogs are happy... No matter the name given to them. ]

I don't, no.

[ Crow was just not that annoying, so! But he doesn't mean it to flirt. Anyway...

He decides to order the yard beer for them. ]

It can't hurt to see.

[chevaliered]

You’d be good at it if you did. Y’know, people love the suave gentleman type.

[ wink. ]

So… you have no clue and just fancy being a little adventurous, is that it?

[lapidation]

[ He won't comment on the wink or the compliment. We all know he's far from suave. ]

This adventurous expenditure is something we can afford and handle, I imagine.

[ But here comes the alcohol. ]

[chevaliered]

[ damb. ]

... [ he eyes the size of the glass. ]

Well, you say that but who knows if our livers will make it through a bunch of these unscathed.

[lapidation]

A bunch...?

[ He looks at the yard ale and then at Crow, as if he's doing math. ]

No, I believe this single glass will be enough.

[ Unless Crow is a heavy ass drinker. Does he want a second yard? A THIRD YARD? ]

[chevaliered]

[ HE HAS TO GET DRUNK. ]

Depends on how strong the beer is, right?