[Dorian presses his lips together to avoid laughing, then grabs himself an apricot.] What matters is that it suits your tastes. I assume you weren't living off of ambrosia up in Heaven, if you're willing to accept this.
[Dorian feels a lurch in his stomach. Instead of responding to it appropriately, he claps his hand over Judas's mouth.] You're only allowed to use your mouth to praise my food or eat it. You're not starting on that now. For twenty four hours, all the normal laws are suspended. Understood?
[Surprised and caught off guard, Judas flinches, blinking at Dorian.] ...Sorry. Yes. [He hangs his head.]
...Wait, only to praise your food or eat it? Am I allowed to speak otherwise? Or any other use? [Namely kissing him but no it's too much to go ahead and say.]
If you weren't, you'd be in violation right now. [He relaxes enough to go back to picking at his food.] So yes, you can speak about other things, as long as those things are not negating or denying food.
[And then he pauses, and his expression slides into a smile.] And I suppose the rest depends on what other uses you have in mind.
[Dorian puts his hands in Judas's hair, tugging down the locks.] Oh, I don't know. In the right clothing, and with your hair down just so, I think you could get away with it.
Ah, so that's what you like is it? Feminine men? You should have seen when we had a year go by. When we woke up, I had hair to my waist, and Jesus and Biff had beards to their chests.
[Releasing Judas's hair, Dorian laughs with delight.] I would have loved to have seen that. And taken a photograph or two. I'm sure you were all three of you very charming.
It was really embarrassing. We were all in bed together, somehow. I think Biff called is beauty queens, even. So while I'm sure you would have found it hilarious, the more I think about it, the more I'm glad you didn't.
It's more because he killed his version of me. But my awkward personality too, yeah.
[Well, alright, he can have some wine. That's something he's more used to at least.] Alright. Although I'm not so sure about getting to the point of drunkenness ...
[Long pause right there. Dorian remembers the Bible vaguely at times, but he is certain about that section. And then, as with all the religious insanities surrounding Judas & Friends(?), Dorian realizes he has to let it go.]
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[Saint Young Men is a comedy, sorry Dorian.]
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...Wait, only to praise your food or eat it? Am I allowed to speak otherwise? Or any other use? [Namely kissing him but no it's too much to go ahead and say.]
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[And then he pauses, and his expression slides into a smile.] And I suppose the rest depends on what other uses you have in mind.
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[With another little jump, he rubs his neck.] Anything, I don't know.
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[Dorian is pleased to have one. Celebratory apricot! He kicks out his legs.] Mm, well, I can't say what's allowed if I don't know what you intend.
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Dorian nudges the wine over.] And one who isn't yet drunk enough. Come on! It's your birthday! You can't spend it as sober as all that.
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[Well, alright, he can have some wine. That's something he's more used to at least.] Alright. Although I'm not so sure about getting to the point of drunkenness ...
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A compromise: you can get tipsy.
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Are you sure you want that? It could be risky.
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Dorian Gray has Bad views
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