Forever J
i just have a serious addiction to sad music
"Shower or drink?" Reaver asked, looking to Graham as he'd lower his ears from the comment.
"Drink first, i don't want you to waste anymore towels."
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"Shower or drink?" Reaver asked, looking to Graham as he'd lower his ears from the comment.
"Drink first, i don't want you to waste anymore towels."
Reaver nodded, heading over. "Still a warm drink? Sorry for all the questions, I just... wanna make sure I get it right." He gave a sheepish snicker with a brief smile, only to let it fall slowly as he waited for confirmation.
"No, it's fine, Rea. Thank you and yeah . .. i'll take that warm drink, please."
Reaver's smile lifted back into existence, nodding as he'd quickly move to make the drinks. "You shall get the best hot cocoa!"
"YAY! I love your hot cocoa!" He snickered.
Graham patted her head, "y'know it, guuuuurl."Putting the water on, Reaver smiled wide. "I know ya do."
Malvo blinked, pouting. "Am I cool enough t' have hot cocoa with the best dorkles in the universe?"
Graham patted her head, "y'know it, guuuuurl."
Malvo smiled at the patting, tossing her hands up. "YES! I'm keeeeewl!"
"Give the lady a hot cocoa as well, kind sir!"
"One more hot cocoa for the little lady!" Reaver grinned, setting up all three cups while Malvo took a seat in one of the chairs without a towel.
Graham snickered, "OH! before i forget . . . Malvo, do . . . do demigods get rabies? Because that squirrel did attack him and i just want to make sure he's okay."
Malvo blinked a few times, furrowing her brows as she thought for a moment. "I'm... I'm not sure, really. I mean, I know we can DEFINITELY get sick with other things... But I've got no idea if we can get rabies. The wolf half makes immunity t' things as a demigod pretty tricky, ya know?"
"Yeah, i get you. I don't think so. I think it was just a pissed off squirrel now that i really think about it."
Malvo nodded. "Would make sense if it was near the water, since things with rabies usually freak out by the water unless the rabies is in it's early stages..." Malvo glanced off in thought. "'m still gonna keep an eye on him, though."
Graham nodded, "good. Thank you, kid."
"It's what I do best." Malvo smiled happily before she'd then oo at the sight of the mugs of marshmallow topped cocoa set in front of them.
Graham took it greedily before looking to Reaver. "Do i have to blow on it or can i chug it?"
"Blow on it, you'll loose yer taste buds if ya don't." Reaver clarified, picking up his own mug while Malvo eagerly the same.
"But that means waaaaaaaiting." He whined.
"Buuut, you'll need t' wait more for all food just so you can taste it again." Reaver shrugged.
graham sighed before blowing a bit into the cup. "I hate it when you're right."
"At least it saves ya." Reaver smiled, doing the same with his own.
"I guess so. Y'save me a lot fo the times."
Reaver smiled, taking a seat. "Seeee? So don't hate it, be glad."