the perk ; monday afternoon

[flickofthewrist]

Typically when Flick went into town, he went with the intention of picking up some new things from unsuspecting townspeople. He hadn't had a real need to do that lately since he was still living off the payment from the last bit he'd turned in. So, today's trip into town was mostly just to get out of his room and not be a hermit for a little while.

Of course, he considered turning around and going back home when the guy behind the counter had actually started singing Silent Night at him when he'd gone to order some coffee. Flick had mostly stared and taken his coffee. But, proving he was still a human being underneath all that cynicism, he'd left a tip for the singing. It hadn't been that bad even if he wasn't one who tended to get into the Christmas spirit.

Flick took his coffee and found a seat at the table. He kicked his feet up into an empty chair and leaned back, taking a few sips to warm up. The guy behind the counter started singing Little Drummer Boy. Flick looked back, shook his head and went back to his coffee.

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[abitlowkey]

"Is everyone singing today?" Loki needed his coffee fix, okay?

[flickofthewrist]

"Dunno." Flick glanced up at Loki. "Have you started singing?"

[abitlowkey]

"I did sing about the social isolation of a mutated reindeer," Loki admitted.

[flickofthewrist]

"...of course you did," Flick said once he figured out what song Loki was even talking about. "I don't know why, I would have seen you as more of a We Three Kings guy."

[abitlowkey]

Wasn't that the moral of the song? Wasn't it?

"Which one is that?"

[flickofthewrist]

"I'm not singing it," Flick said, shaking his head. "You can Google it or something. Good try, though."

[abitlowkey]

"But I truly wish to know now!"

[flickofthewrist]

"It's about kings," Flick said, shaking his head. "And you're the one who seems to want to rule the world. You'd relate!"

[abitlowkey]

Loki made a face at that. "Too much work in ruling. I would prefer my freedom."

[flickofthewrist]

"That's why you delegate," Flick said, shrugging and taking a sip of his coffee. "Everyone knows all good rulers don't do jack crap."

[abitlowkey]

"And are short lived."

[flickofthewrist]

"Live fast, die young," Flick quipped, shrugging. "Leave a gorgeous corpse."

[abitlowkey]

"In the words of your people... yolo?"

[flickofthewrist]

Flick made a face at that and shook his head. "Right sentiment but let's never use that word again. It sounds like a male pattern baldness product or something."

[abitlowkey]

"Well, it does cause death in some instances. It does not sound far off."

[flickofthewrist]

"I really don't wanna know how you know that," Flick said, shaking his head. "I'm not surprised that you do but still don't wanna know details."

[abitlowkey]

"It is a gift!" Thanks, Loki. Thanks.

[flickofthewrist]

"Congratulations on your gift," Flick said dryly. "I'm sure you take a lot of pride in that sort of thing."

[abitlowkey]

"It is not as though others will," Loki replied, getting his overly large cup of coffee from the humming barista.

[flickofthewrist]

"You have a good Thanksgiving?" Flick asked, trying to make casual conversation. He wasn't great at it but he could try.

[abitlowkey]

"There was feasting and no one died."

So. It was a good holiday.

[flickofthewrist]

"If you went to the thing the school had, you must have shown up after I left," Flick said since he didn't recall seeing Loki there. "No one got the honor of listening to your before Thanksgiving prayer."

Kidding, he was kidding.

[abitlowkey]

"Whyever would I pray?" Loki asked, taking a sip of his coffee.

[flickofthewrist]

"I was kidding," Flick told him with a shake of his head. "I don't pray either but imagining you leading a prayer? It's funny to me. Ha ha."

[abitlowkey]

"And how did you like your giving of thanks?"