“Ohh, alright, Keithyboy.” Yes, Lance is aware of the hypocrisy of calling him that. “If that’s how you want to play, I’ll play.”
With that, he gets up dramatically, dumps his bowl next to the sink to take care of it later, and leaves the kitchen without looking back. Judging from the lack of reaction, he’s already been forgotten, which makes him only the tiniest bit angrier than he already is, but that’s fine, that’s alright, that’s totally gucci to him and mega a-okay, and if he ends up throwing the porcelain-hippo he knows Keith owns into a wall later today, then those two things are entirely unrelated.
Sorry for the low-res, but if I try to upload the card as anything other than a screenshot, tumblr gives me an error message and refuses. D: