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reverie⚡inbox

REVERIE INBOX
"THIS IS ALEC. MAKE IT QUICK."
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You got a tiara?

[ Oh, he wants to see that so bad. Anyway, Alec tears off the paper, opens the box, and...

Stares. ]

A pickle.

[ Henry is definitely getting the better end of the deal. ]

[Well, he thought a tiara was ridiculous, but when Alec opens the present and reveals a faux pickle, that takes the cake.

That, combined with the other man’s reaction, has Henry turning his head away the way people do when they’re trying to conceal a laugh, or a twitching smile.

He doesn’t get around to opening his yet.]

You mean it’s not what you’ve always wanted?

[oh my god it’s so stupid]

[ He removes it from the box. Why is it squishy. ]

Pretty sure I specifically asked for a cucumber.

[ (not a euphemism) ]

[BECAUSE IT’S A STRESS PICKLE. Maybe he needs it, having to deal with Henry.

He glances back at Alec and the pickle. The look in his eyes and the way he purses his lips betray his actual earnest amusement.]

It’s the thought that counts.

Think of it this way: if your gift to me is terrible, too, I have no room to complain. Should we find out if it is?

You didn't think about jack and you know it. But fine. Go ahead and open it.

[ HE SINCERELY HOPES IT'S SOMETHING STUPID. ]

[Henry turns his attention down to his gift, unwrapping it (neatly) and opening up the box. It reveals... dice. He's struck by the color first—how very Upside Down—but then he recognizes the shape of them. The numbers on each side. The way they clack together when he inevitably tilts the box at an angle so Alec can see.

It’s a nice gift, actually. But painfully, almost hilariously, ironic. Just gives him a look that says, Really.]

You gave me dice. For their inane game.

[their = THOSE STUPID KIDS]

[ Ohhh my god. Alec realizes what it is almost in the same instant as Henry. His amusement is almost palpable, in stark contrast to Henry's lack thereof. ]

Not on purpose, but I fucking wish it was.

The next time that Steve kid pisses you off, maybe you should roll to hit.

Edited 2022-12-08 17:40 (UTC)

[Oh, you must think you’re hilarious, Alec.]

Very funny. What about the next time you annoy me? Do I get to use them then, too?

[He is not actually agitated, this is just wildly incredible in a disbelieving way. Alec didn’t actually choose the dice for him, and he laughed at his pickle, so what goes around comes around.]

[ He does, in fact, think he's hilarious. ]

I would actually love to watch you stop mid-argument to roll a D20.

[“Roll a D20.” Alec, please stop.]

Don’t. You sound ridiculous.

No more ridiculous than you do.

Anyway, not like you have to keep them. I didn’t pick them out.

[Carefully, he closes the lid on the box so the dice don't go tumbling out.]

And get rid of something you so thoughtfully gave me? Of course not.

[Though this sounds like light and lilted sarcasm, it's... actually true. He won't be getting rid of it. Even if it just happens to be D&D dice, of all things.]

Edited (EDITS HOURS LATER) 2022-12-10 04:07 (UTC)