superhell pcs: date

[teufelshund]

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[teufelshund]

[ EAT IT!!!! ]

No. Do you?

[ even when he's home he tends to use paper bills for absolutely everything. it's really obnoxious. ]

I suppose we could always just order them together as a table and see which one ends up in front of each of us.

[psynchronise]

[ it’s his pointing stick now. ]

No, not since I got here. [ that is obnoxious. wow, rich people. ]

Do you think “surprise me” works at these bars?

[teufelshund]

[ he is the worst kind of rich person.

shrugs! ]

One way to find out.

[ i don't even know how they order at these bars but here goes...!

do we want to throw it to the dice and suffer ]

[psynchronise]

[ terrible. ]

Point at random and hope whatever it is doesn’t turn us bald, got it.

[ lmao yeah, it’s in the hands of the dice now. 1, 2 and 3? ]

[teufelshund]

[ lmao well YOU SAW ME ROLL THAT 2 so i guess he's getting the flaming drink after all, rip lemon dreams. ]

...Well, maybe it's more refreshing than it looks.

[ at least he likes spicy drinks in general, even if it wasn't his first choice right now, so it's fine... though kind of lame that there's no sweet fruity flavor to balance it out.

well, whatever. he blows out the fire and takes a sip while it's still hot, making a bit of a face. ]

...Nope!

[psynchronise]

[ sometimes fate intervenes to make you drink the spicy drink.





date just sits here sipping his refreshing lemon drink with a grin. ]

It was on fire. Guess they didn't go in for false advertising.

[teufelshund]

No, I'll give them that.

[ :\ ]

...It's not bad, but definitely would have benefited from adding a sweet flavor into the mix to mellow it out.

[ looking maybe-slightly-jealously at date's glass ]

How's yours?

[psynchronise]

[ siiiiips. ]

Refreshing. Kinda fizzy, nice lemony taste.

[ heh. ]

[teufelshund]

Ugh, that's just like ramune!!!!

[ no fair, why did chance do this!!! ]

[psynchronise]

[ lol. lmao. ]

Sure is!

[teufelshund]

You don't have to rub it in.

[ SIPS UNHAPPILY ]

[psynchronise]

It's kinda fun to.

[ he takes another sip. heh.



but then he'll push his drink over. ]

You could just order one of your own, y'know.

[teufelshund]

Wow.

[ huffs.......... and reaches for the other drink to take a sip when it's pushed over to him.

...

AND THEN PUSHES IT BACK, OFFENDED BY HOW COMPARATIVELY GOOD IT IS. ]

Oh, that is so much better! What the hell, why did I make this into a damned gacha game when I had a guaranteed ticket right there?!

[ goes back to his own stupid drink, which he feels obligated to finish before getting a new one for? some reason?? ]

[psynchronise]

[ this is hilarious ]

I don't know, why did you? Power play?

[ against WHAT? ]

You could literally just... order one. Right now. Nothing is stopping you. Not even Satan himself.

[teufelshund]

I don't know!!! And I don't want to think about Satan right now, just let me suffer with my choices and finish this stupid thing so I can order one of those instead.

[ DRINKS ANGRILY ]

[psynchronise]

[ he sips his own drink. ]

Very cute temper tantrum over something totally avoidable.

[teufelshund]

Oh, shut up.

[ snatches his pack of twizzlers back and aggressively bites into one!!! ]

[psynchronise]

[ sorry he's just laughing now. ]

[teufelshund]

[ FROWNS

AND CHEWS ]

[psynchronise]

[ an ancient demon is sulking in front of him. wow. ]

Here--

[ hang on he's going to pour some of his drink into that spicy nightmare that mephisto has. ]

Now you've got a fruity aftertaste.

[teufelshund]

[ sips........






maybe it's mostly because he just shoved some twizzlers into his hangry face but ]

...That does help, actually.

[psynchronise]

[ whatever cuts off the tantrum before it fully manifests. ]

What can I say, I'm a helper. Even at the cost of my own entertainment.

[ so. the drink's working. ]

[teufelshund]

Your entertainment, huh?

[psynchronise]

Yeah.

[ points. ]

That was a full on temper tantrum. And here I thought you had the annoyingly mysterious asshole thing down to an unbreakable art.

[ i should probably note he's still using what's left of the twizzler to point. ]

[teufelshund]

Okay, I'm blaming the drink for that. Maybe that's its effect, it just puts whoever tastes it in a terrible mood.

But I guarantee you won't find a more annoyingly mysterious asshole anywhere.

[ leans in and bites off the end of that twizzler remnant to emphasize just how much of an annoying asshole he still is. ]