[CFUD: Backdated to FOREVER AGO]

[boundbydevotion]

[Because this is how we play camp these days.

Anyway, Link is done cleaning up, and has left a note at the mess hall indicating the pies are free to be taken, for those who wish to eat them. He's feeling a bit more subdued now, and is content to head back to his room at Victorian Cannibal Cabin or whatever it's called...

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[allmadeofstars]

[kinda quiet and thoughtfulllll! for once. what is this Allen Walker]

[tagging along]

[boundbydevotion]

[May be attempting to head to his room and close the door]

[allmadeofstars]

—ow!

[boundbydevotion]

[If I pretend he isn't there...

pressssses the door closed a little more...]

[allmadeofstars]

. . . Liiiiiiiiiiiink.

[THUMP THUMP]

[boundbydevotion]

[...Fine, opens the door again]

[allmadeofstars]

[rubbing his head :(]

Why . . .

[boundbydevotion]

--I don't know what to do with you.

. . .

[allmadeofstars]

. . . why is "close doors on" on the list?

[boundbydevotion]

It seemed simpler. . .

[allmadeofstars]

Simpler . . .

[hovering in the doorway now]

Can I—come in, though?

[boundbydevotion]

If you must.

[stops obstructing the way, moving over toward his desk, though he mostly just stares at the stacks of papers and books on it]

[allmadeofstars]

. . . I don't . . . have to.

[boundbydevotion]

You are free to decide. Honestly, Walker...

[allmadeofstars]

It's not really free when you're considering other peoples' feelings, right?

[boundbydevotion]

Come in or don't, Walker.

[allmadeofstars]

Well, of course I'm coming in.

[boundbydevotion]

Well you appear to be hovering in my doorway.

[allmadeofstars]

[. . . comes in, pushing the door closed behind him]

[boundbydevotion]

Now, was there something you wanted me for?

[allmadeofstars]

. . . not really?

[boundbydevotion]

[pulling out pocket watch to set on his neat and pointless pile of papers, eyeing it dubiously as he does so]

. . .It's grown rather late.

[allmadeofstars]

[ignoring that oh-so-subtle hint!]

Yeah, it has.

[sitting down on Link's bed]

[boundbydevotion]

. . . [Fine, I am going to the dresser to get my pajamas then]

[allmadeofstars]

[flops back]

[boundbydevotion]

. . .


You should brush your teeth.

[allmadeofstars]

If I leave the room will you let me back in again?

[boundbydevotion]

[. . . CONSIDERS. . .]






[FOR A LONG TIME]

...If only to prevent you from lurking about the door well past bedtime.