i think that's beautiful. pieces solving a puzzle.

[compsci]

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[compsci]

we could schedule in study breaks

[ that's practical, right? ]

[asyndeton]

They do say your productivity actually improves when you let your brain take a break every now and then...

[ Very practical. ]

[compsci]

and you do make it pretty hard for me to think

[ about anything other than what he's doing, anyway ]

[asyndeton]

I know how fast your brain works, so I'm going to take that as a compliment.

[compsci]

as fast as your mouth, honey

[ is that while he's reciting chaucer, or all the time? ]

[asyndeton]

Hey, are you calling me easy?

[ Yes, yes he is. For her at least. ]

[compsci]

i was paying you a compliment, nerd.

[ his mouth is very good at getting her off. that's the compliment. ]

[asyndeton]

Oh, is that what that was?

[ He knows. He just thinks it's cute to play dense. ]

A compliment immediately followed by an insult, I see how it goes.

[compsci]

[ he doesn't need to play at anything to be cute. that's! the! point! ]

i wouldn't want your head to get too big, it might not fit between my legs anymore

[asyndeton]

Now that would be tragic.

[ She's good for his ego. ]

[compsci]

i'd have to mourn the possibilities. good thing you have me to keep you in check, huh?

[ good thing he has her, full stop. ]

[asyndeton]

I'm very lucky, I know.

[ He's not dumb, he knows what's up. ]

[compsci]

i think the feeling's mutual there

[ a surprising moment of softness from the girl who got all excited about getting raunchy in the backseat of his car during a drive-in double feature. ]

[asyndeton]

[ It's too bad she isn't around to see the way he smiles down at his phone like a big, dumb, soft idiot. ]

You want me to bring anything when I come over?

[compsci]

i won't say no if you pack the wagon with snacks

[asyndeton]

[ Ah, to be young and a college student again. He remembers having hollow legs, too. ]

Any particular requests? Don't say cereal.

[compsci]

i don't know what you have against honey nut cheerios

[ they're delicious, they're easy to eat one-handed, they don't make a mess if she drops them in her lap instead of her mouth... they're god's perfect late-night hacker snack ]

how about chinese
don't go out of your way, though

[asyndeton]

I have nothing against honey nut cheerios. My two-year-old nephew loves them.

[ He's just saying... ]

Anything in particular?

[compsci]

that's because he has good taste.

[ just saying!!! ]

egg drop soup and something with a ton of noodles
the spicier the better

[ she learned to like spicy food as a kid because it meant nobody would try to steal off her plate. who knows if mr upstate-new-york will follow those rules. ]

[asyndeton]

I'm pretty sure I'm his favorite uncle, based on how happy he is to see me every time we hang out, so I'm going to agree with you.

Alright. I'll put it on the list.

[ Matt feels like he can handle a pretty decent amount of spice, but she's right, he is a White Dude from the country, so she may disagree with him. We'll see what the Chinese restaurant employees think. ]

[compsci]

well, good. because you're my favorite, and i'd hate to have to tell a two year old to get his shit together.
what else are you getting?

[ he did say list. he invited this question. ]

[asyndeton]

It's a good thing your data is incomplete, I'd hate for you to realize I'm actually the least interesting Robertson brother.

For snacks?

[ Currently his list is egg drop soup, spicy noodles, and honey nut cheerios. ]

I'm trying to think of things that aren't too messy but can still be eaten one-handed.
So far it's mostly chips.

[compsci]

i'm sure they're very nice [ anyone related to him must be nice ] but i don't think the other brothers would fit my criteria.

[ chips are good, though. she likes chips. ]

i have popcorn. and a tray of brownies from one of the units for sale downstairs.

[ daisy, you aren't supposed to go to open houses just to steal their snacks... ]

[asyndeton]

I'm curious, what's your criteria?

[ He's not terribly worried about Daisy deciding to like his brothers more than him; for one thing, she doesn't know them, and for another, they're all married. Happily married. He's married too, but...it's complicated.

He stares at his phone for a minute, trying to parse that sentence. ]

Daisy, did you take a tray of brownies from an open house?
Like, just the brownies or the tray they were baked in too?

[compsci]

well, they're kind of missing the whole 'must be exceptionally good at reading poetry' bullet point.

[ they're also not into her. ]

i didn't take the baking tray!

[ she doesn't know how to bake. ]

they were on a plastic platter from the dollar store. it still had the price tag on it.