[Miles doesn't last nearly as long as Shoyo does, with a straight face. In fact, the straight face might be a reason why he breaks with a laugh that nears on barking. If he could cry, surely his eyes would be wet with how he folds over with the sound.]
H-holy shit, [he wheezes, wiping at his eyes out of instinct,] dude you are not allowed to pun, ever again.
[ laughing is infectious. punning, now that's a virus. the sound that deflates out of shoyo is like a loose balloon and an equine squeal just as he lowers his head into his flattened arms against the table. the wheeze becomes a full-on, shoulder-trembling laugh because he's got one, he's got one, oh my god— ]
That, that was so crusty, Miles . . . [ snort, ] Cheesus—!
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Date: 2023-11-25 01:34 am (UTC)H-holy shit, [he wheezes, wiping at his eyes out of instinct,] dude you are not allowed to pun, ever again.
[He straightens, clears his throat—]
Otherwise, I might make like a pizza, and pie.
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Date: 2023-11-25 03:28 pm (UTC)That, that was so crusty, Miles . . . [ snort, ] Cheesus—!