"Don't you poor Boopis me," you retort. He sounds calmer. Good! "And I'm not fooling around with her, you bulgemunch. I already dumped her once, remember?"

You glance around, but - of course, poor Boopis stayed in her own hive today. Good. Talking shit about your manager is always hilarious, given she's one of the few trolls that you and Pheres have both known forever, but the snitfits when she inevitably finds out are distinctly not. Sometimes you think she's the one with ears like a fucking hopbeast, not you. "We're just fucking. Geez, get it right."

"Speaking of which - sage advice, bro, don't fuck teals. Might as well go fuck an empty pail. It's probs warmer."