Could you save me some in the fridge? I can take it to work.
[And Liz really doesn't need to drink more. What fresh hell did he return to? This is going to be a tight squeeze, but he can pull this back. He can come up with a good excuse now that they're both in front of him-]
Just a sewing kit. My hoodie snagged on something at work.
[...That's the least believable lie imaginable. He doesn't even wear his hoodie at work.]
The something is Sneasel.
[Sneasel frowns very blatantly at that. Don't pin this on him--!]
Actually, it was a little something from the fog, so I was just going to go clean it up in the bathroom, and you know how tight it is in there.
[Which is why they could all sit on the floor. His expression remains impressively stagnant through his series of increasingly implausible explanations.]
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[And Liz really doesn't need to drink more. What fresh hell did he return to? This is going to be a tight squeeze, but he can pull this back. He can come up with a good excuse now that they're both in front of him-]
Just a sewing kit. My hoodie snagged on something at work.
[...That's the least believable lie imaginable. He doesn't even wear his hoodie at work.]
The something is Sneasel.
[Sneasel frowns very blatantly at that. Don't pin this on him--!]
Actually, it was a little something from the fog, so I was just going to go clean it up in the bathroom, and you know how tight it is in there.
[Which is why they could all sit on the floor. His expression remains impressively stagnant through his series of increasingly implausible explanations.]