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Date & Time: March 12th, evening!
Location: All around!!!
Characters: Dave Strider & John Egbert
Summary: cute frands being cute frands
Warnings: none besides copious amounts of derp.

[ John quickly zips down the steps and down the hall and stops kind of dead in his tracks when he catches sight of Dave. He knows what he looks like-- they've exchanged photos and also he saw him through Jade. But it's really exciting to see him for real, like in the flesh. He could reach out and touch him if he wanted to! Even though he wouldn't, that would be weird.

... Well, not too weird. John glides over silently, grabbing Dave's shoulder and tugging him around to face him, probably startling the shit out of him. It's okay though, he thinks! John is grinning from ear to ear and lets his hand drop. He settles back onto the ground and bounces in place. ]

Dave!! It is awesome to finally like, meet you for real. I thought we'd never like. Actually meet up. Even though it was bound to happen eventually, it just never did, I mean I met the girls before I met you, dude, and you are like. My best guy buddy.

So, uh. Hi Dave! Hi!

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[ John shrugs and flops against the arm of the couch. He is really tired suddenly. He looks at him and wonders a bit. ]

... Hey, Dave. Not to get like, touchy feely or whatever, but are you okay? You just got here, and... A lot of stuff has happened and it is pretty freaky to just wake up in a random place and swooped off and told you are basically now a soldier in a war. So I am worried I guess.

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[ Dave adjusts his shades and rubs the back of his neck. ]

Ehhh, I'm cool, I guess. Like, it's pretty weird to just wake up in a strange place and have no idea where my friends are or if they're okay. But I'm fine. No big deal.

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[ John yawns again and looks him over before nodding once. ]

It's good that only we are here. Jade and Rose and some of the trolls should be able to do stuff. ... What time is it? It is really dark out.

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[ Dave raises his eyebrows. ]

You know how to read a clock, don't you? Figure it out for yourself, dumbass.

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[ John looks around the room, hesitantly getting up from the couch. ]

I don't see... oh, there it is. I should head back to my place and go sleep.

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[ Dave is reluctant to be left alone in a strange place, but he plays it cool. ]

Uh, sure, dude, if you want to.

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[ John looks around, then back to Dave. There is something in his posture that tips him off to his hesitance. So in order to help him save face... ]

... Okay, change of plans, I am going to sleep on your couch whether you like it or not. My apartment is so far away and I am feeling lazy or whatever. Go get me a blanket and a pillow, Dave!

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Shit, dude, I just moved in. I don't know where that stuff is.

[ But he gets up, careful not to display any eagerness or relief, and goes to the hall closet to look. He returns with a blanket and a lumpy pillow. ]

Here you go, dude. And before you complain, remember, this was your idea.

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[ John just waits there, and takes them from him. ]

... Dude, this pillow is like... made of cottonballs. Like you know how they get spread out? That is what this thin, shitty pillow feels like. Cottonballs and rocks.

[ But for all his grouching he's settling down on the couch. It's a small couch off to the side of the room, so his feet sit on the other arm. He wraps himself up in the blanket and fidgets to get comfortable. ]

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[ Dave watches John's fidgeting and twitching around, outwardly stoic but inwardly amused. Though he'd never admit it, he's really pleased that John is staying the night. Not to mention, it makes him feel a lot safer. John is kind of a spaz and probably couldn't protect Dave against much of anything, but it's nice to have someone comforting and familiar here. ]

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[ John closes his eyes and then looks back up at Dave, remembering he is there. ]

Okay, I am going to sleep now. Go to bed too!

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Yeah, okay. G'night, dude.

[ Dave finds his own bedroom, strips down to boxers, and crawls into bed. He takes off his shades, folds them, and places them carefully on the bedside table. Trying to get comfortable, he shifts positions several times, but ultimately finds sleep elusive, and rolls onto his back to stare at the ceiling. ]