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[striketwice]

REVERIE INBOX "THIS IS ALEC. MAKE IT QUICK." ⚡ voice . text . action ↳ OVERFLOW | REGISTRY

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[striketwice]

[ He chuckles, the sound rumbling where Henry has his head laid against Alec's chest. ]

That's because you would have fussed at me for not making my bed.

[ And Henry saw Alec's "guest room". It was full of computers. ]

[vecna]

[Yes. Definitely not a guest room for guests.

That sound, though. It's pleasant.]

I wouldn't have fussed too much.

[Yes he would have.]

[striketwice]

I want you to remember you said that when we finally get back to my place for real.

[ He's holding you to that, Henry!! ]

[vecna]

[Wow. Here, he does angle back a little, just enough to tilt his head up and look at Alec, brow raised.]

How bad could it be?

[Actually, now that he thinks back... Has there been a time when he's visited Alec's room and the bed has been made?]

[striketwice]

[ Oh, absolutely not. Alec keeps most everything else decently neat, and he's a real stickler over a clean kitchen, but the bed? He never makes the bed. ]

I mean, it's probably not the worst thing you've ever seen.

[vecna]

[THIS IS NOT PROMISING.

Looks at him for a few seconds more.]

Is that code for "I never make my bed, ever"?

[striketwice]

[ The pause is probably telling. ]

... Pretty much.

[vecna]

[sir]

...Why not? [wHY NoT] It's not as if the rest of your apartment was a mess.

[striketwice]

Why bother? I'm in and out of that bed at such odd hours, I'm not gonna take the time to make it every time.

[ FIGHT HIM HENRY. ]

[vecna]

[This logic, it pains him. Why do you hurt the ones you love-]

But if there’s one thing in a room that should always be straightened, it’s the bed. It makes everything else look more presentable when it’s made.

[striketwice]

If that's how you really feel, then you can make the bed from now on.

[ :) ]

[vecna]

Every single time you get out of bed during your “odd hours”, you mean?

[Bruh]

[striketwice]

If it really bothers you that much, then yeah.

[ This is what you signed up for. ]

[vecna]

[He sure did.

But in the grand scheme of things? A minuscule sacrifice to make.]

Fine. I will. But I reserve the right to complain each and every time.

[What was that about not fussing.]

[striketwice]

[ A roll of his eyes, but it's utterly undone by the way he smiles. ]

Fine. I guess that's your boyfriend right.

[vecna]

It’s only fair.

[But what a way to undo his willingness to argue the point — not that he had much conviction behind this “complaint” in the first place.]

And… I guess making your messy bed isn’t too much of a chore, considering everything you’re doing for me, anyhow.

[striketwice]

[ He laughs, slides his fingers through Henry's hair. ]

Small price to pay, huh? Still, I promise I'll make it worth it.

[vecna]

[Suddenly, he feels like he will happily deal with an eternity of unmade beds to hear things like that from Alec.]

You already have.

[Holds onto him a little tighter, a little closer.]

We just have to leave this place.

[striketwice]

[ Oh, he feels the way that embrace tightens in every fiber of his being. His heart practically throbs in response. God, he never wants to let this go. ]

We will.

[vecna]

[That feeling is more mutual than he could possibly know.]

It can’t be long now. The Warden has to be losing her grip on this place.

[striketwice]

Sure feels like it, huh? I've noticed the registry is a fraction of what it was when I got here.

[ All of like. ~20 days ago. ]

[vecna]

[It was a ~20 days with a lot of stuff happening all of the time, okay.]

Yes. It seems like it. All those familiar faces, gone…

[Henry trails off. Speaking of familiar faces, and leaving this prison, he supposes he should mention—]

Well, one thing was resolved before we leave this place, at least. I spoke with Sprezzatura again recently.

[This is a fine and not at all awkward subject to broach right.]

[striketwice]

[ To Alec's credit, he doesn't grimace outwardly. After all the stuff with Komaeda's palace and, well... this, he'd nearly forgotten about his fight with Sprezzatura. ]

Yeah? How'd that go?

[ Better to see where she and Henry are at before he brings it up. ]

[vecna]

[Alec hides it well; Henry has no reason to believe anything happened between him and Sprezzatura, short of trawling through his mind for that recollection.]

She apologized for the way she framed the things she said. [Not that Henry was ever that upset about it.] And then she clarified that her real fear was losing one more thing she considered precious: our friendship.

[striketwice]

[ Of course. Of fucking course. ]

She sure had a hell of a way of showing it.

[ It's a token argument at best, with no real heat behind it. He groans, scrubbing a hand over his face. ]

She came to talk to me before we went into the palace. It... didn't go well.