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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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?

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[ 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?

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[ 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?