Could Confirm Consequences

Coworker rp blog

[connote-coworker]

“Whoa, Something up? You got all stiff and weird looking,”

Elevator Hitch rp blog

ꫂ ၴႅ༘ Rules:

Anon magic is allowed ⊹ ࣪ ˖

Crossovers are allowed ⊹ ࣪ ˖

Tags under the cut

#Cococoon -Ongoing roleplay

#Consequenco -Finished roleplay

#Metacomorphosis -Anon magic, will be accompanied by an add on (E.g. #metamorphosis-dog)

#00/00 -Month and year, will change every month

Character tags:

#Newhires-replacement -Rowan

[connote-coworker]

*Steals cigarettes*

“Wh- Hey! Give those back! Do you know how expensive they were?!”

[ He wrestles the cigarettes out of the anons hands. ]

“Jeez, people these days,”

[quietwingsinthesky]

the Relationship Ambiguity Zone™️ is a beautiful place to be. safe place to put your characters. put all characters into Relationship Ambiguity Zone. is that guy your mentor or your dad? Ambiguous!!! are you friends or enemies? Ambiguous!!! is it romantic? is it platonic? is it sexual? Ambiguous!!!!!!! never categorize anything ever in the Relationship Ambiguity Zone. just make them fucking weird about each other.

[connote-coworker]

boy why are you so butterfly

“Huh? Whaddya mean butterfly?”

[connote-coworker]

HI COWORKER!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??

“Whoa, hey!”

“I’m “doing” very difficult work at the moment, though I suppose I can spare a minute”

[ He isn’t doing anything, clearly. ]

[connote-coworker]

[ I humbly request asks. ]

[connote-coworker]

[newhires-replacement]

@connote-coworker

"Whoa, hey, wait a minute,"

[ He approaches the familiar looking man. ]

>[Rowan is on a walk, alone as per usual, when a familiar voice startles him out of his thoughts.]

>[He knows who that voice belongs to.]

>[Immediately, he stiffens, before continuing to walk as if he hadn't heard the other man, if not slightly quicker than he'd been going before.]

>[Surely that man wasn't talking to him.]

[connote-coworker]

[ He easily keeps up. ]

“Ay! Newbie two! Are you ignoring me?"

[newhires-replacement]

>[He continues walking, trying not to acknowledge the blonde's presence and keeping his head turned away.]

>["Newbie two".. tch, that's basically just spitting in Rowan's face...]

[connote-coworker]

[ He walks alongside the doppelgänger casually. ]

"You don’t need to act so cold, jeez,"

[newhires-replacement]

>[Rowan looks dubiously at the other.]

"Look- I think you have the wrong guy, I don't know you, I don't know what you want."

>[It's a meager attempt and he knows it. But he's not gonna involve himself with that damn company or anyone from it again.]

>[Shoving his hands into his pockets, his gaze turns to the concrete beneath his shoes.]

"Please just go away..."

[connote-coworker]

[ He doesn’t catch that last bit, but he doesn’t think it was anything important. ]

"Yeah actually, I was just about to get into that!"

"I’m Spike Tripp, pleasure to make your acquaintance. Can I tell you what I want now?"

[newhires-replacement]

>[With a deep sigh, Rowan looks at him again, visibly displeased.]

"Fine, what is it."

[connote-coworker]

"Okay, you look very similar to one of my coworkers, so this-"

[ He gestures to his outfit. ]

"-Is preeetty unacceptable"

"When is the last time you had that thing dry cleaned? Or even steamed?"

[newhires-replacement]

"You're telling me you walked up to me to insult my clothing? That's what was so important?"

>[Quietly huffing, Rowan's hand slips into his back pocket, fingers gracing the familiar metal of the scissors he'd been given.]

>[God, he remembers why he hated this guy so much.]

(Okay, okay, no need to escalate.. you don't have to hurt this guy, you're out in public, just smile and move on. Smile and move. On.)

>[Taking deep breaths, the doppelganger calms himself.]

"Haha... I don't really have a lot of spare cash lying around, and I don't really have the time to do all that fancy upkeep for the clothes I have..!"

"I'm.. sorry that what I'm wearing bothers you so much?"

>[He fidgets with his sleeve, laughing awkwardly.]

[connote-coworker]

[ He shuffles a little as he walks, seemly aware this isn’t a normal thing to do. ]

"Well I can’t just stand by and watch someone mistreat his suit, it’s not an insult…"

"Tell you what, if you’re not busy, we can go down to the dry cleaners and get that thing righted, I’ll pay."

"And.. if you are busy, I can give you my contact info and you can just tell me when you’re not!"

[newhires-replacement]

"..."

>[This whole thing seems rather pointless to Rowan, and this behavior seems so strange and uncharacteristic of the man before him. He should just dismiss it and walk away. He doesn't want to get involved with anyone in that company again.]

>[But... Something stops Rowan from leaving.]

"How... How long would it take..?"

>[Surely cleaning up his suit a little wouldn't kill him, and if it's over with now this guy, 'Spike', wouldn't have an excuse to talk to him again...]

[connote-coworker]

"Wow, you’ve really never had it dry cleaned before…"

[ He feels bad for that poor suit. ]

"It usually takes one or two days,"

[newhires-replacement]

"Ah.."

>[Well there goes that plan.]

(Embarrassing...)

"I uh.. I think that I'll be fine...! It's not that necessary.."

[connote-coworker]

"Uh… I guess as long as you’re cleaning it some other way it’s not necessary?"

[ It really doesn’t look like it though. ]

”But at least steam it, it’s horribly wrinkly."

"No offense,"

[newhires-replacement]

"I mean I clean it from time to time! Worst comes to worst I'll just try to thrift another one..!"

(Why does he care so much about the suit anyway?)

"Is that all you wanted?"

(Please say yes please say yes please say yes.)

[connote-coworker]

"Alright, alright, I can take a hint,"

"But if you ever change your mind on the dry cleaning, you know where to find me,"

[ He stops walking, letting himself fall behind. ]

[newhires-replacement]

"Alright! Thanks for.. that...! I guess.."

>[And with that, he turns around and begins to walk off, breathing a sigh of relief.]

>[...]

>[Hold on.]

"Wait- where am I supposed to find you??"

>[He turns around before he even registers what he's doing.]

[connote-coworker]

[ He’s already gone when he looks back. ]

[connote-coworker]

you okay man? :)

“Of course!”

[ He shifts uncomfortably in his seat. ]

[connote-coworker]

and that is how much?

“Like- ten? I dunno..”

[connote-coworker]

You know what. Fuck you.

*projects my cramps onto him*

“Eugh??”

[ He suddenly feels like throwing up, a growing pain in his abdomen and pelvis. ]

[ He puts out his cigarette and takes a seat on a nearby chair, hoping to relieve his nausea. ]

[connote-coworker]

.. how much do you smoke a day?

“Enough!”

[connote-coworker]

pfft- how are you doing?

“Great as always!~”

[ He lights up another cigarette. ]

[connote-coworker]

*to the fourth wall* Grown ass man by the way.

“Who are you talking to..?”

[connote-coworker]

I'm losing my mind did you just say "hewwo"???

“You gotta speak the language of whoever you’re talking to, that’s just obvious,”

[connote-coworker]

hai :3

“Hewwo,”

[connote-coworker]

uhh.. distracting myself 👍

“…Okay.”

[ He thinks they’re even weirder now. ]