MCA #-2, Wednesday Afternoon

[ohvalleyofpenis]

This time around, Jaskier had gotten the class submission form over Cara and, well... now he was working on plans for it.

Which he was a thing he did when the fancy struck him. And it was a subject he actually knew about. Look, you didn't graduate from the illustrious Oxenfurt without some skills there.

This somehow translated into writing a song, though.

Oops.

[expecting one!]

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[tellmehowstuffworks]

"Of course, I'm fine, why would you ask me such a question?" As if she would have said otherwise if she was on fire. Really, Jaskier, had you met the woman?

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Well, you're here," Jaskier pointed out. "Talking to me."

[tellmehowstuffworks]

"Because you're the only other person here who knows who Geralt is!"

And her best frenemy, duh.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"I suppose that's a good enough reason as any," he admitted with a healthy sip of wine.

[tellmehowstuffworks]

"Don't you want to get drunk and make fun of his stupid armor?" Yennefer asked, sounding and looking as if she could not imagine why anyone would not want to do that. With her.

[ohvalleyofpenis]

"Yes," Jaskier blurted out. Because he wanted nothing more than to share this mockery until he felt better about himself.

[tellmehowstuffworks]

"Well," Yennefer said. "There you go."

Then she snatched the bottle of wine. It was hers now.