[he has to smirk to himself, now holding his teacup with both hands. the warmth is wonderful against his fingers.]
Honestly, I may find it easier like this. Well-- [he immediately corrects himself, because this is for science, and he doesn't want to give his friend the wrong idea.] Not easier, actually. Funnier is a better word.
[that's the nice thing about this particular drug, and the other reason it isn't widely popular... it doesn't numb him to danger so much as it gives him the ability to point at danger and laugh about how stupid it is that he keeps falling into it. similar experiences, but different where it counts.]
Now... [before he can ask, he lets out a sigh. already resigned to the fact that he's going to hate the answer, but knowing full well that he's going to ask the question anyway. see? hilarious.] ...Did you make that acid you gave me?
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Honestly, I may find it easier like this. Well-- [he immediately corrects himself, because this is for science, and he doesn't want to give his friend the wrong idea.] Not easier, actually. Funnier is a better word.
[that's the nice thing about this particular drug, and the other reason it isn't widely popular... it doesn't numb him to danger so much as it gives him the ability to point at danger and laugh about how stupid it is that he keeps falling into it. similar experiences, but different where it counts.]
Now... [before he can ask, he lets out a sigh. already resigned to the fact that he's going to hate the answer, but knowing full well that he's going to ask the question anyway. see? hilarious.] ...Did you make that acid you gave me?