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[love_catatonic]

I ran into my father today. It was unpleasent, but at least it was brief. I didn't even know he was in London.

Ew.

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[myeyesarehollow]

Ugh. Been there. Ugh.

Want company?

[love_catatonic]

Sure! I was going to raid the video place and have ice cream for dinner, which is better with people. Stomachs aren't meant to hold two litres of ice cream but mine can when pushed...

[myeyesarehollow]

Oh geez. I can come help. Or I'll just bring more ice cream and add to the madness.

[in_spectre_mors]

Sounds like a plan, you two. I might join in on that myself, if a Spectre-shaped interloper would be welcome? I certainly understand the experience of having an unwelcome encounter with one's father out of the blue.

[myeyesarehollow]

:(

You're always welcome with me, Spectre.

[in_spectre_mors]

And that is something that always lifts my spirits, Flynn.

[love_catatonic]

Bring sprinkles!

[in_spectre_mors]

Easily done!

[love_catatonic]

Spectre shaped sprinkles?

[in_spectre_mors]

Those would be very intricately-carved sprinkles...

[love_catatonic]

There's a market for them...

[in_spectre_mors]

I could sell them alongside my coffee! Which probably means I'll need my own ice cream flavour, too... What flavour do you suppose I am?

[love_catatonic]

Come here and I'll lick you!

[in_spectre_mors]

For science and ice cream!

[love_catatonic]

Ice cream madness!