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[i_love_kettch]

Wes (in orange flightsuit) wanders in, stops when he realises where he is, and gives an exaggerated mock sigh.

"Well, nice having a proper 'fresher while it lasted."
Apart from the other night, of course.
He does not seem at all put out really, though. Seems like a reasonable time for an Oreo milkshake, then!

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[stuck_mynock]

"Proper freshers," Atton says, dropping down from the rafters, almost silently, behind him. "Are overrated compared to bars, I think."

[i_love_kettch]

Wes jumps. And spills his milkshake on his sleeve a little. Consequently, Atton gets a glare.

"Least crazy people don't attack me in my 'fresher."

Beat.

"Usually."

[stuck_mynock]

"Pfft. I didn't attack you, stop being a drama queen," Atton grins, sitting down next to him. "What's that?" Nod at the milkshake.

[i_love_kettch]

"Still evil," Wes complains, but sticks his tongue out at Atton anyway.

"This is heaven in liquid form."

[stuck_mynock]

Atton sticks his tongue out right back.
"Funny, I always imagined heaven to be brighter," He pauses, dips a finger in quick and tastes it. "Also, less tasty." It's said through a finger in his mouth, so it comes out slightly garbled.

[i_love_kettch]

"Thanks," Wes says dryly, "now I have Atton-germs in my milkshake."

He still takes a large noisy slurp though. Atton-germs can't be too deadly.

"'s Oreos. D'you remember Oreos yet? Because Oreos are worth remembering."

[stuck_mynock]

"I remember almost everything. Including Oreos," Atton says. "And I'll have you know Atton-germs are very nice. People kill for my germs."

Beat.

"Ew."

[i_love_kettch]

Wes grins. "Was remembering me as bad as you thought, then?"

He pulls a face at the thought of people going on some sort of killing quest for Atton-germs. Naturally the mental image means he has to flick some milkshake from his straw onto Atton.

[stuck_mynock]

"Remembering you was a lot of fun. Most of the time, anyway." Atton says, wiping away some milkshake from his face.

[i_love_kettch]

Wes shakes his head and sips some more milkshake, eyeing Atton.

"What d'you mean, most of the time?"

With added indignation.

[stuck_mynock]

"I meant most of the time, Wes. Wasn't that clear?" Wry smile.

[i_love_kettch]

"Obviously not for me," Wes decides, and sticks his tongue out again.

"I'm always fun."

[stuck_mynock]

"You're mostly fun. Sometimes you're sad or angry, and you're less fun then," Atton waves a hand dismissively, sticking his tongue out. "But y'have a good milkshake, so I forgive you." And he reaches for said milkshake.

[i_love_kettch]

Wes ponders this for a moment, almost absently hiding his milkshake behind his back, then shrugs.

"Thank you very much. No idea what I'd have done without your forgiveness. Still have to buy your own milkshake, though."

[stuck_mynock]

Atton just grins brightly.
"Point in case. Bar? Milkshake, please," One appears, and he pulls it over to him. "Thanks. Somebody else is paying my tab anyway."

[i_love_kettch]

"I'm fun so long as you're not threatening my Oreos," Wes says with a grin, bringing his milkshake round again to drink some.