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[supercilious]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ refer to the list above for active muses. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. ♛ if there's someone on my muselist who isn't listed here, feel free to call them out! you might have to wait longer for a response though. meme code.

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terry

[notahobby]

[ ruffles hair ]

eames

[specifiercity]

[ sitting on the couch ]

[ in his snuggie ]

[drinking a beer ]

[traumatizing]

[makes a noise that is somewhere between displeasure and acceptance that this is occurring]

[yeah he's in one of those moods]

[falsify]

[Eames isn't really sure what to do with this]

[on one hand Arthur in a snuggie is super weird, but on the other he's super jealous he doesn't have his]





[jealousy wins out when he sits down and has neither a beer, nor a snuggie. just a folder of stuff he needs to read over the next few days]

[notahobby]

[ ah yes, those moods. maxxie knows those moods. ]

[ he leans on terry's desk (careful not to disturb anything) and crosses his arms. ]

Anything wrong?

[specifiercity]

[ Arthur knows he's jealous. snuggies are the actual best. ]

[ he takes a swig and glances over at the folder. ]

What's that?

[traumatizing]

No. [Yes.] I can't really talk about it.

[he just wants to go to bed 8(((( ]

[notahobby]

[ Okay. Concern face. ]

Is there anything I can do? Is it, like, confidential? Or do you just not want to talk about it?

[falsify]

Someone they want me to check out.

[casually steals Arthur's beer watchu gonna do about it]<./small>

Small time terrorist. [SIGH] I think I may have pissed off someone higher up.

[specifiercity]

That's a definite possibility.

[ He says as he grabs for his beer back all "see you're doing it right now." ]

Where's the job?

[traumatizing]

Confidential. It's nothing big, just frustrating.

[he kind of. reaches in maxxie's direction in a way that is unsure if he wants his hand or a hug but mostly he's like "hey you're cute and sweet and i like you come here but only if you want this isn't an order"]

[notahobby]

[ Smiles and takes Terry's hand and also drapes himself over Terry's shoulders in a sort-of hug. ]

All right. You're sure that's all it is?

[falsify]

[that isn't how theft works dear]

[he is pointedly holding the bottle out of Arthur's comfortable reach while he flips through the pages to remind himself of the location]

Rural town in Ohio. Hot bed of activity, that.

[specifiercity]

I'm sure you'll find a way to have fun there.

[ He doesn't want to look silly here ]

[ so he rolls his eyes and doesn't make another reach for his beer. yet. ]

[traumatizing]

Yeah. I think I've just been in this office too long today.

I don't think I've even eaten yet today. [pulls a face and looks up at Maxxie with the most Serious look on his face] Which is an issue I think we should remedy.

[falsify]

You know me, Arthur. I do love... Pig races?

[ugh whatever. He takes a swig of the beer and passes it back]

[notahobby]

You're right. This requires immediate action.

[ He pulls away, checking his phone for time. (They've got plenty.) ]

Should we go out or order in?

[specifiercity]

[ takes it back and automatically wipes off the rim before taking a drink from it ]

I'm sure they have alcohol there.

[falsify]

Oh good, I'll develop a habit.

[specifiercity]

How long do you have to be there?

[ He's not really all that interested, and has in fact gone back to what he was doing before Eames sat down, scanning through some documents on his phone. ]

[traumatizing]

Order in. I don't feel like dealing with the outside world today.

[also this way he can wear pyjamas and curl up into a ball on the couch like a lazy child]

[falsify]

[omg Arthur why don't you care about his mild inconveniences]

Couple of weeks, maybe a month.

[He gets up to get his own beer because dang beer sounds like a good idea right now]

[from the kitchen:] I know you'll miss me, dear, but you'll just have to manage on your own for a while.

[specifiercity]

[ with almost too much sarcasm ] Oh, whatever will I do without you around to drink all the beer?

[notahobby]

[ he fiddles with Terry's hair a bit ]

Chinese? I'm getting Chinese.

[ he pulls out his phone again to make the call, still fiddling with Terry's hair ]

[traumatizing]

I trust your judgement.

[this is both an agreement and a request that Maxxie pick his food for him because he doesn't feel like making a choice right now]