[location: dan's house | text] i can't look at the rocket launch

[givesahoot]

It had been a few days since Adrian's arrival and thankfully (surprisingly?) there had been no fights as of yet. Disagreements on the other hand were something else entirely. Never was it made more obvious that Dan Dreiberg and Adrian Veidt led entirely different lives than when they had to live in the same house until Adrian got back on his feet.

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[location: dan's house]

[likealexander]

It's not that Adrian doesn't appreciate being provided with a place to live, food to eat, and clothes to wear. He truly is grateful for Dan's hospitality. But Dan's house...is another thing entirely.

He's not even going to touch the topic of the sweaters, one of which is he reluctantly holding in one hand, a bath towel grasped around his waist with the other.

"Are they all brown?"

[location: dan's house]

[givesahoot]

Dan looks up and sees Adrian in a towel. He grimaces a little at the water dripping into the kitchen.

"No, they're not. I've got some great argyle ones that have yellow and orange in them. And uh," Dan pauses to think, he doesn't often get asked about the contents of his wardrobe. "I know I've got one in green."

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[likealexander]

"Argyle with yellow and orange." The water won't hurt the linoleum, Dan, that's why you have linoleum.

Adrian heads for the dresser to track down this mythical green sweater. "When does your laundry service pick up?"

[location: dan's house] THIS ICON. THESE CLOTHES. WHAT.

[givesahoot]

"That's what I said," Dan replies with a touch of defensiveness in his tone.

The question is absurd. They have all the time in the world to do their own laundry here. "I wash my own clothes, why?"

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[iminmynightie]

Depends. Are there reindeer or snowmen all over them?

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[givesahoot]

Of course not. Just plain, regular sweaters. I know when it's not Christmas.

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[iminmynightie]

Well in that case, I don't think there's anything wrong with sweaters. Who told you there was?

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[givesahoot]

My temporary houseguest. He's new and I don't think my stuff is quite what he's used to back home.

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[selfmadman]

It's a little warm for that.

[text]

[givesahoot]

It still gets chilly at night.

[text]

[selfmadman]

You want my opinion on what you wear to bed?

[text]

[givesahoot]

That's not what I meant.

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[tothelibrary]

Are we talking hoodies or grandpa sweaters? Also, what's the context?

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[givesahoot]

I don't think I know what you mean by grandpa sweaters.

The context is that for now I have to share clothes with a roommate and my things aren't exactly to his liking.

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[tothelibrary]

You know, like... argyle, gross shades of brown, anything with orange diamonds on it.

No, no, I mean what's the SWEATER context? Like, sometimes hoodies are okay and sometimes you probably should wear something else. Also, does your roommate realize clothes are largely free?

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[givesahoot]

Oh come on. Argyle is pretty common.

The roommate prefers things to be tailored. I didn't know sweaters had to have a context. I've just got sweaters, the kind you just wear as a shirt. And cardigans.

[Text] bah

[imperial_long]

Ah, now, that depends on the material. A sweat of cashmere or alpaca wool is a great delight.

Re: [Text] bah

[imperial_long]

[ffff pretend that was SWEATER because i'm not deleting this again with LJ's chronic fail]

[text] i see nothing!

[givesahoot]

I've never owned either.

[text] the goggles do nothing? what?

[imperial_long]

Ah. Well, what material are your sweaters?