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    He woke up to not feel a comfortable bed beneath him but instead a hard ground. Maybe I fell onto the floor, Jaskier thought. He didn't think much of it until he felt a small bag hit his face.

    It was the same way he was woken up the morning previous. He opened his eyes to find the same bag sitting on his chest. He was surrounded by woods. The same woods he was in yesterday.

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    or; Jaskier is cursed to repeat the same day over and over again until he can break it.

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    04 Apr 2020

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    Geralt never asked for help. It was how he was raised. He got used to never having anyone around to help him, or rather someone who wanted to help him. No one wanted to be around a witcher any longer than they had to be, and Geralt just got used to it. It didn't bother him, or at least that's what he told himself.

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    or; 5 times Geralt was hesitant to let Jaskier help him + 1 time he asked.

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    04 Apr 2020

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    Jaskier could admit to it; he was starting to develop a problem.

    He wouldn’t call it a drinking problem, exactly. He’d seen men with that kind of sickness, who couldn’t function unless they had ale lingering on their lips, and he could happily go weeks without ever touching the stuff (even if he’d prefer not to – but life on the road with a Witcher didn’t always bring with it anything other than slightly-muddy water).

    It was just that when he did drink, he tended to steal things.

    He couldn’t help it! He’d tried to help it. But no matter how much he thought he could recount the nights they spent in taverns, he’d wake up in the morning to find some small thing in his pack; cleaning supplies for his lute, a tiny bottle of the whiskey he liked, a new fine silk shirt. He couldn’t remember taking them, but there was no other possible explanation. They were too tailored to his own desires to be some passing fancy slipping them in with his things and checking his coin purse confirmed that he’d not spent anything near the amount he should have done for some of the things he’d found.

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    Or, five times Jaskier thought that he was a drunken thief, and one time he realised he wasn't.

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    30 Mar 2020

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    After the dragon hunt, after the fight Geralt realises his mistake but struggles to find his bard again.

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    29 Mar 2020

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    "You're wearing my shirt," Geralt says in a flat voice, expression unreadable.

    Jaskier looks down at the shirt, then back up at Geralt and shrugs. “Well, yeah. I got blood all over mine. I cleaned it but it’s still hanging to dry. I didn’t think you’d mind.”

    If it were anyone else, Geralt thinks, their head would be through the nearest wall. Instead, Geralt just looks at him, heat flaring in his eyes.

    “I don’t,” he says shortly, before softening. “Mind, I mean. It’s… nice.”

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    In which Jaskier steals Geralt's clothes, Geralt patches up an injured Jaskier, and they both share some feelings.

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    29 Mar 2020