He just looks at Dorian, a bit bewildered. "I can't touch him," he says and then laughs. The sound is bitter. "That fucker. Fuck him and his stupid commands. I wasn't going to get stuck there for two fucking hours this time. Just because he's throwing a tantrum."
"Wait, back it up a bit," Dorian says, as he takes a puff on his cigarette. "He ordered you to not touch him. Because of your weird Hallenkind everything, now you literally can't touch him?"
Dorian can't help but frown at that. Oh he's got mixed feelings on Florian too begin with, but now?
"That bastard," he grumbles, reaching into his pockets to pull the cigarettes out again. Johann probably needs one as well. "What a petty nightmare. Oh, I understand being mad, but you don't fuck someone over like that!"
He groans. "Let me enjoy this first. He doesn't want me around. He didn't want to talk to me unless I told him what exactly I had done wrong, so - we wait."
"I mean, I've got a good idea of what Florian thinks you might have done wrong," Dorian points out. "But if you want to hang out over here, drink margaritas for a week, and make him sweat, I'm fine with that."
A pause before, "Though I will be stealing you for a few more Enclosure dates."
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"That bastard," he grumbles, reaching into his pockets to pull the cigarettes out again. Johann probably needs one as well. "What a petty nightmare. Oh, I understand being mad, but you don't fuck someone over like that!"
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"I don't know. I don't want him to do it again."
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So yeah, they're gonna have to tell Florian about this.
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A pause before, "Though I will be stealing you for a few more Enclosure dates."
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He flops down onto the couch with his cigarette.
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"Want some margaritas after we finish our cigarettes?"
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"Don't do anything I wouldn't do."