Julian Likes Irish Wolfhounds

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(( and now we’re headed home ))

((omfg))

missmeltyface started following you

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

Right. I’m Ashe. That’s it. That’s all. Just Ashe.

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ashe.

Julian offers her a seat on the patio. The garden is blooming cheerily and the breeze is just right. There’s and umbrella opened up above the table. Julian rushes off to start the water for tea, but Reuben stops him and pushes him back outside. After a few hushed words between them, Julian returns to the table and sits down.

Reuben will be taking care of the tea for me.

He folds his hands together nervously.

So, what brings you around here? I don’t get many visitors.

I honestly don’t have a single fucking clue where I am.

Ashe stays where she is for a moment, then decides to sit down. She slouches, resting her head on a fist.

Well, you’re on the outskirts of a major Japanese city? If that helps. There is a bus stop not far from here if you do not like it here. I won’t force you to stay, but you look like you are not having such a good day. May I ask what the problem is?

There’s not a problem. I’m just not a positive person.

Ashe sighs.

The world is full of cretins.

I take it, you’ve had a hard life then? I can relate on some level. You might not believe me though. For some reason, those with a lot are not allowed to feel bad or wallow in negativity. I would like to help you, but I’m afraid I don’t understand the condition of your negativity. Perhaps we could tell each other stories?

I find that that helps.

Julian’s brow furrows intensely.

I don’t have a tragic fucking past. I’m not a Mary Sue.

I’m afraid I don’t understand your terminology. I didn’t think you had a tragic past, but something must be making you feel this way. I only thought you would like to talk about it. If you do not, that is your prerogative, but I request a little bit of respect considering I have not wronged you. Unless offering tea is against your customs, in which case I apologize. I can offer you something else if you wish.

Julian turns a little red. This woman is making him uncomfortable. Her abrasiveness is making him want to hide, but then he would be taking a step in the wrong direction. This is a two way street, but she is perhaps not thinking the same thing. Maybe he called her by the wrong name.

Maybe Ashe is just a title, and Mary Sue is a title as well. But an offensive one.

missmeltyface started following you

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

Right. I’m Ashe. That’s it. That’s all. Just Ashe.

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ashe.

Julian offers her a seat on the patio. The garden is blooming cheerily and the breeze is just right. There’s and umbrella opened up above the table. Julian rushes off to start the water for tea, but Reuben stops him and pushes him back outside. After a few hushed words between them, Julian returns to the table and sits down.

Reuben will be taking care of the tea for me.

He folds his hands together nervously.

So, what brings you around here? I don’t get many visitors.

I honestly don’t have a single fucking clue where I am.

Ashe stays where she is for a moment, then decides to sit down. She slouches, resting her head on a fist.

Well, you’re on the outskirts of a major Japanese city? If that helps. There is a bus stop not far from here if you do not like it here. I won’t force you to stay, but you look like you are not having such a good day. May I ask what the problem is?

There’s not a problem. I’m just not a positive person.

Ashe sighs.

The world is full of cretins.

I take it, you’ve had a hard life then? I can relate on some level. You might not believe me though. For some reason, those with a lot are not allowed to feel bad or wallow in negativity. I would like to help you, but I’m afraid I don’t understand the condition of your negativity. Perhaps we could tell each other stories?

I find that that helps.

Julian’s brow furrows intensely.

missmeltyface started following you

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

Right. I’m Ashe. That’s it. That’s all. Just Ashe.

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ashe.

Julian offers her a seat on the patio. The garden is blooming cheerily and the breeze is just right. There’s and umbrella opened up above the table. Julian rushes off to start the water for tea, but Reuben stops him and pushes him back outside. After a few hushed words between them, Julian returns to the table and sits down.

Reuben will be taking care of the tea for me.

He folds his hands together nervously.

So, what brings you around here? I don’t get many visitors.

I honestly don’t have a single fucking clue where I am.

Ashe stays where she is for a moment, then decides to sit down. She slouches, resting her head on a fist.

Well, you’re on the outskirts of a major Japanese city? If that helps. There is a bus stop not far from here if you do not like it here. I won’t force you to stay, but you look like you are not having such a good day. May I ask what the problem is?

missmeltyface started following you

Right. I’m Ashe. That’s it. That’s all. Just Ashe.

It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ashe.

Julian offers her a seat on the patio. The garden is blooming cheerily and the breeze is just right. There’s and umbrella opened up above the table. Julian rushes off to start the water for tea, but Reuben stops him and pushes him back outside. After a few hushed words between them, Julian returns to the table and sits down.

Reuben will be taking care of the tea for me.

He folds his hands together nervously.

So, what brings you around here? I don’t get many visitors.

(Source: thegreekwolfhound)

missmeltyface started following you

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

Oh! Well, good afternoon, miss. How are you doing this delightful day?

I wouldn’t say it’s delightful, but whatever floats your boat.

Oh my. Are you having a bad day? Perhaps I could help. Would you like some tea? I would normally offer coffee, but my doctor suggested minimal caffeine for a while.

Julian smiles softly.

To be honest, tea might not actually be that bad of an idea.

I’m still learning the intricacies of tea brewing, but I think regular Black Tea would be good for now. We can chat a little bit if you feel up to it. But where are my manners?

Julian bows.

Julian Liakos. But you can just call me Julian. There are far too many people who feel the need to call me Mr. Liakos. Or other such forms of respect.

missmeltyface started following you

missmeltyface:

thegreekwolfhound:

Oh! Well, good afternoon, miss. How are you doing this delightful day?

I wouldn’t say it’s delightful, but whatever floats your boat.

Oh my. Are you having a bad day? Perhaps I could help. Would you like some tea? I would normally offer coffee, but my doctor suggested minimal caffeine for a while.

Julian smiles softly.

missmeltyface started following you

Oh! Well, good afternoon, miss. How are you doing this delightful day?

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

 

“A bit… I’ll just drink tea by myself then.”

This wasn’t me declining an offer of tea. But if you want to drink tea by yourself, I won’t stop you.

“Okay… do what you like. Join me for tea, or not.”

You seem to be having a bit of an issue making up your mind. You are lonely and sad, correct? Craving attention from someone?

“I would like someone to talk to. I will not force you to sit down and drink tea with me. That’s your choice.”

I wouldn’t mind having any tea. I hear you’re expecting. Congratulations.

Thank you. Then sit down and we can have tea.

Can you explain your brewing process?

Julian takes a seat.

I’m interested in gathering any information I can. I might incorporate tea into my business. Even if it is only a little, but I know nothing of teas.

“I…. um…. I think I said it wrong. When I said I made tea, I mean I boiled water on the stove and put a few store-bought tea bags in it…”

That’s fine. That is how I make tea. I’m no specialist, like I said.

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

flowergirlsura:

thegreekwolfhound:

 

“A bit… I’ll just drink tea by myself then.”

This wasn’t me declining an offer of tea. But if you want to drink tea by yourself, I won’t stop you.

“Okay… do what you like. Join me for tea, or not.”

You seem to be having a bit of an issue making up your mind. You are lonely and sad, correct? Craving attention from someone?

“I would like someone to talk to. I will not force you to sit down and drink tea with me. That’s your choice.”

I wouldn’t mind having any tea. I hear you’re expecting. Congratulations.

Thank you. Then sit down and we can have tea.

Can you explain your brewing process?

Julian takes a seat.

I’m interested in gathering any information I can. I might incorporate tea into my business. Even if it is only a little, but I know nothing of teas.