@Festive_Fenrir
Brink rolled his eyes and turned back to the window “mind if I use one then?”
Brink rolled his eyes and turned back to the window “mind if I use one then?”
"nope, I'll need to clean it a bit first." Vitalis nodded.
Brink's eyes widened "please tell it's because you have a body in there and not because you actually go to the gym."
"well both of those statements are accurate." Vitalis replied and walked away.
Brink scrunched up his nose in slight disgust "how long has it been in there?"
“Oh the bag is empty just needs to be cleaned.”
“Still…ew.” Brink sighed and lied on the ground again, humming softly and fiddling with the carpet
Vital is laughed and cleaned the bag.
By the time Vitalis finished with the bag, Brink had climbed on top of the coffee table. his legs and lower body were on top of the table while his upper body was bent under the table in a weird contortionist pose
"doesn't your chest hurt still?" Vitalis asked and gave over the bag.
Brink carefully sat back up and nodded "yeah, a little. But this helps stretch it out." he sat cross legged on the table and looked at the duffel back with a grin.
Vitals nodded, “don’t kill yourself.” He laughed.
"I can't promise anything Muffin but it's sweet that you're concerned." he smiled cheekily and stood from the table.
“Awww you called me Muffin.” He smiled and winked.
Brink rolled his eyes but still retained his smile “if I die, I owe you ice cream in the after life, deal?”
"deal, and don't you dare expect this is a joke. I will find you in hell to get my ice cream!" He laughed.
"if they have ice cream in hell, imma die on purpose." he scoffed, pulling on his jacket and heading to the door
“Most of hell’s ice cream is melted, but they have amazing milkshakes!” Vital is grinned.
He tilted his head "I'll take it, as long as it's was some form of chilled dessert."
“Yeah, it’ll probably be.” He smiled.
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