[WELP now his arms are full of giant cuddly firebird. Not that he's gonna complain. A startled chuckle and he's reaching around to pat the Stand's back.] Got impatient, huh? That's fucking adorable. [He's gonna try to plant a kiss on the end of that beak though!!] Hey you.
[hey what the fuck, the gift basket. Abbacchio glances over Magician's Red's shoulder at it, and he's-- well. He's honestly trying to keep a surge of emotion from bubbling up because what the fuck, he really does have the most caring and wonderful boyfriend. Not that he has any doubt about how Avdol ever feels, but he's always making sure Abbacchio is valued. WHO DOES THAT.
Okay no he's going to bury his face into a Stand Shoulder for a second before he's able look at Avdol again.]
It's fine, trust me. I have to give you your thing anyway and I didn't exactly wrap it. [UGH HE SHOULD HAVE WRAPPED IT.]
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[hey what the fuck, the gift basket. Abbacchio glances over Magician's Red's shoulder at it, and he's-- well. He's honestly trying to keep a surge of emotion from bubbling up because what the fuck, he really does have the most caring and wonderful boyfriend. Not that he has any doubt about how Avdol ever feels, but he's always making sure Abbacchio is valued. WHO DOES THAT.
Okay no he's going to bury his face into a Stand Shoulder for a second before he's able look at Avdol again.]
It's fine, trust me. I have to give you your thing anyway and I didn't exactly wrap it. [UGH HE SHOULD HAVE WRAPPED IT.]
Hey, does Magician's Red eat anything?