[ If this is the kind of treatment he can expect from seeing Oz home then he's clearly better off letting him stew in it. He only has so much of an appetite for mother henning, whatever anyone else thinks. ]
[ UGH sorry he's so grouchy, it feels like someone is taking a hammer to his skull. He does groan and roll over eventually, groping for said water and medicine on the side table. It's only once he's drained half the entire pitcher and gotten some painkillers in him that he realizes--- ]
[ Without thinking much of it, he does as he's told, easily finishing off the rest of the pitcher - which then makes him realize he has to piss like a race chocobo. He groggily stumbles out of bed, first to take care of those damnable blinds, and next to meander to the washroom. ]
[ Fray's quiet after that, unless Oz addresses him more directly. He doesn't usually have much commentary to offer during his morning ablutions or bedtime preparations, mostly content to be the first thing Oz hears when he wakes or the last before he sleeps. It's been an exhausting time, the last ... however long it's even really been, and most of Fray's energy has been directed elsewhere, as has Oz's. There isn't really a good time for intimacy when one of you is dying and the other's hiding that he might be. ]
[ Nor does Oz really talk to Fray during such things, but once his business in the washroom is concluded and Oz shambles his way towards the kitchen - as if he could possibly know what sort of breakfast best helps with a hangover - he adds, ]
[ Somewhere in the Crystarium, Thancred probably gets a chill like somene's stepped on his grave. He may be a friend, more or less, but that doesn't make Fray any fonder of anyone who addles Oz in any way. ]
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bakerstreet2020-07-31 08:17 am
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[ You know, if he rolls over and opens his eyes. ]
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[ who's the arsehole who left the blinds open ]
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[ Merciless. ]
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[ If this is the kind of treatment he can expect from seeing Oz home then he's clearly better off letting him stew in it. He only has so much of an appetite for mother henning, whatever anyone else thinks. ]
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did you leave all that there?
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[ Oz's pounding head isn't going to spare him from Fray's sarcasm, especially when Fray feels it too. ]
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thanks. and sorry. i feel like i'm dying
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[ That's how he knew Oz was awake, after all: the slip from blissful unconsciousness to fuck, that hurts. ]
Drink more water.
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i'm going to kill thancred
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[ Fray's quiet after that, unless Oz addresses him more directly. He doesn't usually have much commentary to offer during his morning ablutions or bedtime preparations, mostly content to be the first thing Oz hears when he wakes or the last before he sleeps. It's been an exhausting time, the last ... however long it's even really been, and most of Fray's energy has been directed elsewhere, as has Oz's. There isn't really a good time for intimacy when one of you is dying and the other's hiding that he might be. ]
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tell you what, we can kill him together
[ And who says romance is dead? ]
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[ Somewhere in the Crystarium, Thancred probably gets a chill like somene's stepped on his grave. He may be a friend, more or less, but that doesn't make Fray any fonder of anyone who addles Oz in any way. ]