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[regulus]

[Adequate Boxing Day recovery requires tea, a good book, and a comfortable armchair in which to curl up in. Regulus appears to have supplemented his own experience with nicotine, and the Room has offered up a plate of biscuits which he has yet to touch. All of this, unfortunately, has done nothing to stop him from looking as though there were lumps of coal in his Christmas stocking.]

What absolute rot.

Comments

[blackasday]

Great. Amazing. Wonderful. Stupendous. Brilliant.

Take your pick.

[regulus]

I pick... warped.

[blackasday]

That wasn't an option.

[regulus]

It was the right answer, however.

[blackasday]

You'be got cruel, Reggie.

[regulus]

You're just finally noticing, is all.

[blackasday]

So that's how it is.

[regulus]

So it is. What are you looking so upset about?

[blackasday]

M'not.

[regulus]

If you say so...

[blackasday]

Well I did.

[regulus]

I'm certainly not arguing.

[blackasday]

Fine then.

[regulus]

...Fine.

[He's not sniggering at the absurdity of this exchange either.]

[blackasday]

...I knew I'd get you to smile.

[regulus]

You weren't trying! It doesn't count.

[blackasday]

It does too.

[regulus]

It's cheating and you know it.

[blackasday]

Where does it say that?

[regulus]

It isn't written down in fine print.

[blackasday]

Then I am breaking no rule.

[regulus]

You are being a prat, though.

[blackasday]

And you love it.

[regulus]

I'm not sure I'd use such a strong word.

[blackasday]

What would you say?