Oh, shut up. [ luo wenzhou is completely aware of the fact that he lives an extremely single life, thank you! the last time he had a longterm boyfriend was, frankly, years ago at this point, and he hasn't been one to seek out flings in more recent years. he'd rather not think about the fact that he's nearly thirty and being called a spinster.

not everyone can afford the lavish lifestyle that his highness president fei can! not by a long shot!

with a stream like he's blowing out the cigarette smoke along with steam from his lungs, he lolls his head to the side to look at him. yiguo, minding his own business in the midst of his cold war with fei du, licks his flank pointedly, like there's an argument for him to make here too. ] Aren't you also spending your Friday evening like this? Are you looking to give up your wastrel ways and settle in with the rest of society?

Or are you looking to make plans? I'm just here to relax after nearly forfeiting my apartment to live in the station for the rest of my life.

[ for all of his complaints and return volley back to fei du, there's not as much heat to it as there once was at the start. he's paying attention, what do you want? ]