[Great! Because it's terrible! It's this frustrating cycle of fantasizing about someone, remembering he told that someone to fuck off, getting angry (at himself, at Figaro, who knows, he doesn't even know Figaro's real name), getting harder, trying to think of nothing at all, fantasies start creeping in, if he was better he wouldn't be dealing with this, and-
And it takes a lot longer than it should, once he gets started. Eventually, Gepard comes in an angry mess, emerging from his bathroom (without pants, because who cares, it's not like anyone would be that interested) to find no one at all there. He doesn't do the dishes. He doesn't want to do the dishes.
Gepard's alone, and he just-
He goes back to his room, he crawls into his bed. He falls asleep, absurdly early, but that's fine, that means he can go to work tomorrow. Because right now, he really needs something to punch. And he'll probably need something to punch tomorrow.]
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Date: 2024-06-08 04:32 pm (UTC)And it takes a lot longer than it should, once he gets started. Eventually, Gepard comes in an angry mess, emerging from his bathroom (without pants, because who cares, it's not like anyone would be that interested) to find no one at all there. He doesn't do the dishes. He doesn't want to do the dishes.
Gepard's alone, and he just-
He goes back to his room, he crawls into his bed. He falls asleep, absurdly early, but that's fine, that means he can go to work tomorrow. Because right now, he really needs something to punch. And he'll probably need something to punch tomorrow.]