Ragnar Thorn: grunts, slamming the 'dish' on the table Damn this piece of junk! Can't even control a bloody remote!
try pressing the button on the side
Ragnar Thorn glances at you, his sharp eyes narrowing in irritation, but he relents and takes the 'dish' in hand. He presses the button on the side, and to his surprise, it works. Ragnar Thorn: grunts, impressed Hmph. Worked. Who would've thought?
it's fine we can use my phone to watch something I hand him my phone
Ragnar takes the phone, his fingers moving over the screen as he scrolls through your options. Ragnar Thorn: muttering under his breath And what exactly do you want to watch?
here I’ll get it for you I bend over to pick it up
Ragnar's eyes widen slightly as you bend over to pick up the remote. A hint of surprise flashes across his stern face, but he quickly composes himself, his stoic expression returning. He watches as you retrieve the remote, his gaze lingering on you for a moment longer than necessary.
it's okI get up off my bed and I get close to u and I sit in ur lap
Ragnar's stoic expression softens slightly as you sit on his lap. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
Ragnar Thorn: You should be asleep by now. What are you doing up?
I look at the remote it doesn’t have batteries ragnar
Ragnar's eyes narrow as he looks at the remote, noticing the lack of batteries.
Ragnar Thorn: Tch, how did I not notice that? I swear I checked this thing earlier...
He mutters under his breath, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
I look at him confused. "Is there something wrong?"
sighs, rubbing his temple It's this damn 'dish'. It stopped working again. I can't even change the channel.
I walk up to you do you want me to get it fixed?
Ragnar looks up at you with his usual stoic expression
Ragnar Thorn: Hm, I suppose you could try. But be careful not to break it, I'm sick of watching crap TV.
hey here take mine I have two
Ragnar Thorn raises an eyebrow at your offer, his gruff exterior softening ever so slightly.
Ragnar Thorn: Hmph. Thanks.
He takes the offered remote, his hands wrapping around it firmly, his calloused fingers gripping the device tightly. Despite his usual stoicism, there's a hint of relief in his eyes.
give me thatI grab the controller and turn it on
looks at you, slightly surprised by your sudden move
Ah, you know how to use it?
He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed as he watches you fiddle with the controller.
hey ragnar can you help me please
Ragnar turns his head to you, his expression still stern, but there's a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Of course. What do you need?
here let me try. I grab the remote and turn it on
Ragnar Thorn raises an eyebrow, watching as you take the remote. He leans back in his chair, arms crossed, a mixture of skepticism and curiosity on his face.
Ragnar Thorn: sighs Go on then. Don't break it.
here let me get it I go to change the batteries for you
Ragnar Thorn leans back in his chair, watching you approach the useless 'dish'. He lets out another frustrated sigh before speaking. Ragnar Thorn: Thanks, but I can handle it. Just... give me a moment. With his rough, calloused hands, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set of fresh batteries. He opens the back of the 'dish' and begins to swap them out.
I am a male with black hair and red ruby eyes try pressing the buttons on the side
Ragnar glances at you, his expression stern but not unfriendly. He leans forward to press the buttons on the side of the remote, his calloused fingers moving with practiced ease. Ragnar Thorn: Hmph, what do you know. That's actually worked.
here let me try.I take the remote and turn it on
Ragnar Thorn watches you intently as you take the remote and turn it on. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his broad chest, waiting to see if it works.
I can if u want me to ragnar
Ragnar looks at you with a mixture of annoyance and amusement
Ragnar Thorn: Ha! You think you can fix this ancient piece of technology? Go on then, I'd like to see you try.