Drift Fleet Inbox/Appointments

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art by anythingapollo
A catch all for Clay Terran at driftfleet.
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[HOLY SHIT]

OMG

ALLEN

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They burnt a lot faster than I thought they would!

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HOWL ONG DID U LEAVE THEM IN FOR

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Just a few minutes on broil?!

[Yeah. He may have shoved them in the oven instead of the microwave]

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BROIL???

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That was the wrong setting, wasn't it.

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yeaaaaaaaaaaaah uh

way wrong

like not even the right equipment wrong

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Oh.

Oops.

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[SIGH.]

dude do u still have the ingredients?

bring them

we'llm ake some the right way

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Really?

You'd do that?

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yeah! youre my boyfriend and my friend so

bring them over :D

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I have to ask- how would I be your boyfriend but not your friend?

[It's teasing really]

Thank you, Clay! You're the best. I'll be over soon!

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:P

c u soon!!

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[It takes him awhile to get over there - what with having to clean up that disaster and then commuting. But eventually he'll be boarding the ship, a backpack with the ingredients inside.]

Clay?

[....Jeez he hopes he didn't get lost and get on the wrong ship. There's just so many in this fleet]

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I'm here!

[It's said down the hall, as Clay had been cleaning up the kitchen a little bit, and a few seconds later, he's coming down to meet Allen, reaching out for him once he's close enough. There you are, you.]

You brought the stuff?

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[oh thank goodness. He smiles as he sees Clay approach and when he reaches out, he'll do so in turn and move to hug Clay- arms around his neck]

Hello you.

[He gives a nod]

Mm. Some chips and spices. I'm out of regular cheese, so we'll have to make do with the proteins. [Which sucks but what can do you do]

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[Clay returns that hug, arms winding around Allen's waist and getting a glimpse of that backpack as he does so. But not for long, as he shuts his eyes and tilts his head against Allen's.]

The cheese ones aren't so bad. You've just got to find the right consistency with them.

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[And he'll keep there for a moment, just enjoying it]

Ha- I'll take your word for it. My proteins always come out as mush.