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[lastgunslinger]

Roland is stretched out on a couch, his arms folded behind his head, his hat hanging on the end of the armrest. The Lord of the Rings is open, cover-up, across his chest.

His eyes are open.

He's smiling to himself.

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[lastgunslinger]

"And we'd all say thankya." Dry.

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't. It'd be horrible."

Bert glances down at Roland, and the look of mock-horror fades into one of honest curiosity. "Alright, seriously. You, my friend, do not smile for no reason, so what's going on?"

[lastgunslinger]

"Am I not allowed to be in good spirits, Cuthbert Allgood?"

The hat moves a little bit as he speaks.

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

Cuthbert just gives him a look that says Please. You're you.

...And then realizes that such a look is sadly ineffective with Roland's face covered, lifts the hat, and gives the look again.

[lastgunslinger]

Roland blinks up at Cuthbert.

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

The look continues.

It's possibly made less effective by the way Cuthbert's mouth is twitching upwards, though.

[lastgunslinger]

Poor, put-upon Roland.

He continues blinking up at Cuthbert. "Might I have my hat? Since you usurped its place on the armrest, and all."

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

Poor, put-upon Roland?

Cuthbert does not liiike having secrets kept from him. He sulks exaggeratedly. And then drops the hat back on top of Roland's face.

"Fine, be that way."

[lastgunslinger]

What's that sound?

Is that a chuckle?

[key-youth-bert.livejournal.com]

Cuthbert glaaaaaaares.

He doesn't move the hat again though, oh no. He's confident in the sheer force of his glare to make itself felt through several layers of hat.

[lastgunslinger]

All is silent in the halls of the behatted.

So to speak.