spritecranberry. it'd be too mean if my bsky oomfs didn't see this as well. their costumes!!! i will draw more of my muses in their costumes soon!!!
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⠀ it's * VERY LIVELY IN HERE ! ( he tries to iterate once more, keeping his volume respectful, but it's raised up a tad bit ! ) ⠀
what? it's loud! ( can these two oldies even hear eachother? did they wear their hearing aids?? )
⠀ it's * very lively here . ( he finds himself smiling as he leans into her . yep, no bumping into anybody here . ) ⠀
( oh lookie! an empty spot at the bar!! she snatches it up for the pair of them, laughing softly as they both fail to avoid bumping into anyone. )
b̶u̶m̶b̶l̶e̶b̶e̶e̶ ? 𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳𝙱𝚄𝙶 . rebuilt by morbid machinist ratchet.
⠀ hello -- ( oh ! oh . getting dragged, though, he doesn't put up a fight . he simply lets himself be moved away all to her spark's content . ) ⠀
⠀ ( optics squint . who is that approaching figure . . . ) ⠀
⠀ ( GOSH . no ! he looks like an awkward dork that sticks out like a sore thumb . the lights are genuinely catching his attention, that's for sure . ) ⠀
⠀ ( stumbling into suborbitals . goodness, this is the place ? . so flashy . ) 😵💫 . ⠀
⠀ ( give him . . . 13 minutes at the most . he'll be there . . . ) ⠀
⠀ 📲 : ' On My Way! ' ( stupid autocorrect . it's okay, he means it . he will not . . . get sidetracked . and will make haste to suborbitals . . . alright . how to work a GPS . . . ) ⠀
⠀ 📲 : ' I may take a while. ' 📲 : ' you know where to find me if i get lost. ' ( water can discarded . time to get to adventuring as he makes his way to suborbitals ! ) ⠀
⠀ 📲 : ' I'm not busy. ' 📲 : ' why? ' ( watering can's being held once more . time to water that last plant . ) ⠀
⠀ ( setting aside the watering can the moment he hears the notification . a smile falling onto his lips as his optics softened . ) 📲 : ' no, i haven't. ' 📲 : ' How ridiculous? ' ⠀
⠀ ( watering a plant . . . moving onto the next potted foliage not later after he had deemed the amount he had poured was satisfactory . ) ⠀
⠀ ( leaning away, it's okay . giving her space to not invade that of listening into the radio as well . ) ⠀
( uh oh, there's a bit of chatter over her radio. with a soft groan she's sitting up to listen. )
⠀ ( he can't help but snort at the obviously silly parts of the show . everytime, he's nudging his helm against oria's . smiling wider as he lets out the noises . ) ⠀
( she doesn't mind ... watching right along with him. )
⠀ ( he's watching a cheesy romcom, don't mind him . . . ) ⠀
( eventually, she gives up on the paperwork. another time. snuggling up even further to him and turning her gaze to the television. )
⠀ i understand oria . . . but others do not . ( tilting his helm to rest upon hers . . . gaze glued to the screen . ) ⠀
( ssscooting closer. helm resting on his shoulder. ) mmh. even if it's out of necessity, i can't agree with violence to achieve ones needs.
⠀ things bots do to gain attention . . . ( shaking his helm . arms slung onto the couch as he returns his gaze to the tele. screen . yes ! ! ! my man’s watching tv. as he talks to her ! ) ⠀
not in particular. i can't believe the things 'bots still do these cycles. "petty theft", ( scrolling through ) "battery on l.e.o.", "armed robbery"? goodness.
⠀ do you need anything then ? ( he asks curiously . servos clasped together as he shifts, pedes spreading to give her own a more comfortable position to rest in . ) ⠀
i'm hardly getting a thing done. ( oria sits, swinging her legs up into his lap and leaning her side up on the back of the couch. )
⠀ ( his optics clearly sparkle the moment she comes closer, a visible smile over his lips as he scoots over for her . ) ⠀
⠀ ( debating on calling out to her . . . actually, he’s fighting the urge . . . she has to work ! ) ⠀