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[helpdesk_hero]

This is David Alleyne, I'm not available at the moment.
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[helpdesk_hero]

[Well, he supposes it's actually none of his business.]

I'm sure if you asked he'd consider answering.

[ikols]

About his hair or the dinner? Technically you're the host, you have to do the inviting. Where's Balthier, why isn't he coming?

[helpdesk_hero]

About his hair. I can ask my own roommate if he wants to join us for dinner.

[Does he really have to say why Balthier isn't coming?]

There are... rules I observe with Tommy and Balthier for both their sakes. I don't invite Balthier to the apartment much. I'm not going to force the two of them to be around each other, I don't think either of them would be comfortable with it.

[One day they might become friends and then there will go any chance of David not taking proper care of himself he supposed.]

[ikols]

... Wait, what? Aren't you two wildly in love and living out of each other's pockets?

[helpdesk_hero]

We are in love, we do hang out a lot, but I'm at my apartment quite a bit too. It's not an 'all my time is with Balthier' thing. I do my best to make time for my work, my heroics, and for my friends as well.

[He works hard at having a good work, love, life balance. He's just not as good at the part where he also takes care of himself.]

[ikols]

Weird, but very well.

[ Loki thoroughly loved having Peter up in his business as often as possible, from morning until night, then morning again, over and over. Best not to think about that now. ]

As you wish, it'll be an Old-Young Avengers dinner.

[helpdesk_hero]

[Balthier and David have something a bit different from how Loki and peter had their things going on. That's not a bad thing either. Especially since David has other people he cares about around.]

I was thinking more 'bro night' but whatever.

[ikols]

Bro night. It sounds like it would smell of beer and peanuts.

[helpdesk_hero]

Oh fuck no. I would hate doing that. I'll cook. There will, at worst, be wine.