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Texts From Last Night

Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme! This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT GENERATOR

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[shadowsincryo]

[He leads Diluc back up. The personal floor is full of boxes. He hasn’t fully moved into it yet. The boxes are out of the way but, he feels a small pang.

Starting over fresh like he is. It helps, but it also feels difficult at the same time. He leads Diluc up to the kitchen.

The kitchen is fully moved in. His pots and pans hang from easy to reach racks. His knives rest in the magnetic strip on one wall. He pulls off his coat and hangs it on the back of a chair.

He rolls his sleeves up and visibly perks up a bit.] I’m assuming you could use some breakfast too. Yes?

[He looks at him and there is a clack from the living room. He holds up a hand and peers that direction. A brown, curly haired llama that looks hauntingly like Lisa as a llama looks back at him. He sighs and turns away from it.]

Ignore her. She comes and goes. The biggest drawback of this island. That’s a guide and I think a spirit. Even if I lock the door she finds her way in.

[uncrownedawn]

[ There’s that curiosity again for the lower floor and this time, Diluc has a harder time resisting looking down because he feels as though he could glean more of what Kaeya has been through from what’s on that level. He sneaks a peek, sees the boxes, and again wonders why, but he still doesn’t ask. Instead, he follows Kaeya into the kitchen and stumbles on his words when he’s faced with the way Kaeya looks a little excited about the prospect of cooking for him. ]

That’s not neces— Ah, I suppose—

[ He gets out just enough when they’re distracted by the noise. Diluc turns around and…

Well, it’s enough of a shock to change his eye color again. ]

Er… why does it look like…

[ Lisa. It looks like Lisa if she were a llama. It’s absolutely horrifying. And he’s just supposed to ignore it??? ]

[shadowsincryo]

Our fair Lisa? Couldn’t tell you. Better her than Rosaria. [If the ilama looked like Rosaria he would laugh himself sick next time he saw the real one. She would glare. He would keep laughing and pay for it.

Lisa at least would primly ignore it and grill him about how he looked like shit. He waves a hand as the ilama wanders around his living room with seeming purpose. He snags his kettle from the hook above the stove and fills it with water.]

Coffee, tea, milk, or juice?

[The ilama looks over hopefully. He doesn’t look up from setting the kettle on the stove.] Not you.

[uncrownedawn]

[ Diluc keeps staring at the animal — mostly in abject horror, somewhat still in shock — but he does glance back at Kaeya momentarily when he mentions Rosaria, a brief look of irritation crossing his face at the mention. But then he’s back to staring at the llama warily, moving a little closer to Kaeya in the kitchen. He knows Kaeya isn’t the least bit afraid of her, but he has no idea what she’s doing in here and in case the animal decides to charge suddenly or otherwise act up, Diluc wants to be near the younger man to keep him safe while he’s just playing up his domestic side. ]

You have juice?

[shadowsincryo]

[The ilama huffs like an offended Lisa might. Kaeya flicks his right ear. His earring catches the light.]

I do. Lapine has a wonderful market street. Less so right now in the winter but. It was a good autumn.

Shapeshifting requires more energy than people think. [He looks at Diluc as the Ilama continues to wander. He walks to the fridge and opens it.] So, I keep a variety.

[uncrownedawn]

I imagine it would take quite a bit of energy.

[ Diluc notices the earring again. He can’t help wondering where Kaeya’s usual earring went, but he supposes it would be silly to ask, considering Kaeya doesn’t even wear his clothes from Mondstadt anymore often. ]

I didn’t imagine you would take to juice often enough to keep any in your home.

[ His eyes go back on the llama who seems offended much like Lisa would be for not being offered a drink. ]

Whatever juice you have, I’ll have.

[shadowsincryo]

[From Diluc’s vantage point, the hooks by the door are visible. There is a familiar fluffy white cloak hanging from one. Never forgotten. The Ilama drifts towards it. She seems to consider it and turns towards a pillow on the couch instead.

Kaeya gathers things from the fridge.] I don’t drink a lot of juice, that’s true. But some of my students do.

[That is true, but it isn’t the only reason. He grabs the bottle of apple juice and shuts the door to the fridge with his hip. He grabs a mug from the cup rack.]

New familiars underestimate their needs. A lot like apprentice knights don’t account for the weight of real weapons.