When It's Late and Cold and the Dreams and Fog Get Old

[feistytrader]

Go on, try me. One of my roommates comes to me for advice all the time, and I'd say he's a pretty satisfied customer. I mean, just today he asked me how many flowers is too many flowers and I told him that if he had too many, he could always sacrifice a few to spread some petals on his bed. I'm sure his boyfriend would get a kick out of that. I couldn't tell you if he liked that or the flower crown suggestion better.

Anyway, I mean it. If you've got any questions, I come equipped with an honest, expert answer for any situation.

[Nothing about his advice is expert, but he can do honest... Or at least stupid. Whatever helps him procrastinate on getting to sleep.]

Comments

[feistytrader]

You really don't hold back, do you?

[It's a critical hit!]

[manufactured]

I'm honestly surprised you didn't try to argue the point.

[feistytrader]

There is no way in hell I can trick you into thinking I'm cool.

[manufactured]

[...you know what, that's fair.]

As long as we both acknowledge that you're the one that said it, I suppose.

[feistytrader]

I really need to work on my execution with this stuff.
Maybe I would have gotten the point across better if I called this Single Silver's Solid Life and Love Advice instead.

[manufactured]

If it's any consolation whatsoever, it isn't as though most people here could do much better, by my estimate.