manish
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Player Name: Manish
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Post by manish on Jan 6, 2023 14:28:11 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/921815807040827392/1048788900195336212/Varrick-in-the-metal-clan-iknik-blackstone-varrick-37919735-1920-1080~jpg Manish really tried to focus in on the breathing and not the tingling trails that Romeo’s shapes were leaving in his palms. “Right. Yeah, right breathing. That uh, that I can do. Yep. Just, um, just breathing.” Despite his anxiety over being touched, Manish was surprised to find himself calming down. That was, well, that was surprising. Usually he just let these things happen in the quiet of his own room. But to actually just calm down from it? His brain was too staticy to even begin to process that. “That’s um, wow. I mean, yeah that’s uh, thank you? That um. Worked.” Manish gently pulled his hands away and wrapped his arms around his body. There was a fleeting thought about how nice it was to be touched, but that wasn’t okay, that was needy. He was being needy. Oh jeez and he just met this new person. Manish gave himself a new rule: don’t freak out so Romeo doesn’t feel obligated to touch him. “Anyway, thank you. Um. But the uh, the food! Yes, the food. That’s uh, that’s, is that done?” Was that too obvious of a subject change? It felt obvious, but he was pretty desperate to change the subject to anything that wasn’t him. “Has Father hired you full time? I mean, like, most of the others they leave at uh, night and on weekends and um, and yeah. I mean, after we uh, we eat, if you need it, I can show you the empty rooms? If you want? I mean, all of them are empty. Except mine and Mother and Father’s. So if you uh, if you need a room. Here. You can have your pick.” It had been so long since someone else actively lived in the manor with him, Manish couldn't help but feel a small spark of joy at the idea. Just having someone around? Even if they were paid to basically babysit him? It just sounded nice. |
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amanita
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Player Name: romeo addaway
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Post by amanita on Jan 28, 2023 1:13:09 GMT 9
#s://static~zerochan~net/Earl~Grey~Cookie~full~3561281~jpg It seemed to work... For the most part. He wondered if he'd crossed some sort of line when he asked for manish's hands. But what did it really matter? He wasn't going to be here long enough for it to really be memorable. And if it was then it would probably just be some weird anecdote he told at his fancy parties. That was what rich people did? They had parties and told stories about weird little poor people they met. But at least the food was ready now. He could smell it and his stomach growled because of it. That was probably rude. And he probably didn't care. "It is. Carefully if you will do you know where the plates are?"
If he didn't there would just be a little bit of searching before they found them probably. But he really wanted to give Manish a task where he felt like he was doing something important. He didn't know why that in itself was important but... He could guess that Manish probably needed to feel like he was doing something. Even if it was small. "That would be nice. I don't know my way around the house." And he didn't really plan on being here long enough to memorize it. But a place to sleep tonight would be nice. Even if he was just going to have to leave early in the morning. "I should sleep near you, in case you need me in the night." Once again he opened his mouth and wished that he could just... Shove his own fist into it.
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manish
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Post by manish on Jan 28, 2023 11:44:30 GMT 9
Manish immediately jumped up. “Yeah! I mean, um, yes. Yes I can set the table. I, yes. I can. Hold on.” and he took off to the cupboards nearby. Finally, something he could actually help with. Maybe he never learned how to cook, but he definitely paid attention during his beautillion lessons and this was something he knew. He dashed around the kitchen collecting all the pieces he needed. He did decide to not be too formal and skip the soup bowl since he knew there was only one course, but that was as much as he was willing to deviate from his lessons. While he worked he replied back to Romeo, “If you want, I can I mean, it will, uh, give you a full tour. Of the house tomorrow. Or tonight! If you really want, but it’s dark and um, doesn’t really have the uh, you know, full effect at um, at night. But we still can if you, if you don’t want to wait!” He placed the charger in front of Romeo and in front of his own spot. From there, the dinner plate was placed on top, napkin delicately folded and placed to the left of the plate and charger with a salad fork and dinner fork placed on top. Next, the knife and spoon were placed to the right of the dinner plate and dessert spoon was set above the plate. Did he have dessert to offer? He might, sometimes there was something in the freezer, so he didn’t dare leave it out just in case. “Oh, and uh, I know you um, are supposed to uh, keep an eye on uh, on me? But don’t worry, really, I mean, you can have whatever room you want, but I promise I’m really quiet at night and also I don’t really. Um. Sleep? I mean, don’t tell father that! I just uh, sometimes I get caught doing other things. And forget. To uh, to sleep. Um. But don’t worry! I’ll be real quiet and won’t wake you, I promise.” Then, bread plate above the napkin with butter knife laid across it, followed by the water glass, white wine glass, and red wine glass placed above the knife and spoon. Lastly he put the salt and pepper in between their places. Manish took a moment to scan over everything, make sure it was just right. Satisfied, he turned back to Romeo and gestured to the setting. “Um. Done? I don’t, uh, is that okay? I didn’t know uh, know what to drink? With it? I mean, um, I would probably recommend a red wine. But only if you wanted! I mean, it’s just, I know there’s a nice bottle of Beaujolais?” What if Romeo didn’t like red wine? What if he was wrong? Afterall, the red wine was usually better with meat, which the stir fry was definitely lacking in. Oh jeez, did he get it wrong, after all that? “Or! If you uh, if you don’t like red. Um. I think there’s still some Unoaked Chardonnay that would go uh, go well with it?” Manish stood next to the table and fidgeted with his fingers. Was this okay? He was pretty sure he did everything right. But how would he know if he forgot something? Would Romeo tell him? Or would he just report to Father about how dumb he was? Just in case, Manish tried to think of a distraction. “Uh, what did you, I mean, um. Still the uh, no answering rule applies, right? But uh, what did you do before uh, before coming here? It must have been really impressive if you were um. Allowed here. Because uh, normally people, um. Aren’t, since Mother doesn't really uh, like people um. Around uh, around me.” Did that make him sound weird? It probably made him sound weird. But maybe it was okay since Romeo was paid to be there, he was paid to deal with Manish's weirdness? He really hoped so. |
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amanita
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Post by amanita on Jan 28, 2023 23:06:31 GMT 9
#s://static~zerochan~net/Earl~Grey~Cookie~full~3561281~jpg He watched, impressed as Manish moved around the room in a flurry to set the table. There was no way in hell he would have been able to set the table to that standard. It was... Too much. Especially for a guy who had been recently eating spagetti'os out of a can. There were so many forks and so many spoons his head would probably explode. This was going to get him caught immediately that he didn't know one utensil from the other. But also, he really didn't care. So long as he got to eat a little bit of the food he'd made before he had to leave. Or maybe he could just mimic what the other man did. "It can wait until morning, I'm not in a hurry." And he didn't want to push his luck by running into someone who knew he wasn't supposed to be here this late at night.
Not sleeping was something that he understood pretty well. After all it was hard to sleep when you were cold. Or hungry. Or just plain scared of where you were sleeping. But that was an entire other conversation. He was sure this guy was probably wrapped up in some weird... rich guy hobby... that stopped him from sleeping rather than the other reasons. "I won't tell, and I won't scold you over it or anything. But you should try for one full night's sleep a week if you can." That was something that someone who was supposed to be looking after someone would say... Right? Probably? What did it matter when he was going to be gone in the morning. "I have a habit of not sleeping much at night either." For multiple reasons.
"You did good setting the table." And he meant it. He was worried that he might have dropped something and cut himself on the glass or whatever rich people made their plates from. "I trust your judgement to choose, so don't worry." He had no idea what wine went with what foods. Or even what different kinds of wine were. That was beyond him. A cheap beer that tasted like shit was usually his drink of choice. It was easy to get and easy to bum off of people when they wouldn't give up good alcohol. And now he was going to have to figure out an actual lie for the whole thing. Something that would be believable and easy to keep up.
"I've spent my whole life taking care of others." It wasn't a lie. But it wasn't exactly the truth either. He had spent his life taking care of others. And now he was going to use that to his advantage. "You could say it's all I've ever been good for." Taking care of people and being used by people, that was the same thing... right?
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