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Everything I aspire to be.
New goal: get the kid to kiss pretty boy.
He tried to loosen her grip on his arms. "....'m awake..you can put me down now."
2015-04-29 16:28:09 -
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Ha, GAY!
She heard him stir. "Oh, sorry." She slowly set him down.
2015-04-29 16:29:31 -
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Hell yes. And I'm sure he'll enjoy every second, the weirdo.
He straightened his glasses and blinked sleepily at her, then remembered the context he'd fallen asleep in and turned kind of red. "S-sorry about that..."
2015-04-29 16:32:03 -
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Sure, let yourself think that.
She moved a piece of hair out of her face. "No, it's fine. You don't have to apologize."
2015-04-29 16:47:34 -
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I fucking will. Because it's true.
"Yeah I do, I kind of ruined the moment..."
2015-04-29 16:52:32 -
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Sure, let him go both ways. I'm sure the other team will except him with open arms and Lacross.
"Don't worry about it, if anything it just made it less awkward."
2015-04-29 16:54:50 -
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Lacrosse? What?
"....really?" That seemed counterproductive.
2015-04-29 17:00:06 -
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It means gay.
She nodded. "Mhmm...I mean, it's not the first time you've fallen asleep from me being too forward, right?" She still remembered the night they danced clearly.
2015-04-29 17:02:04 -
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No it means a sport played by wimps with sticks who have nothing better to do than run around a field in pads for an hour and pretend it's a game.
"...oops...heh...I guess that's true. My fault." Hey, didn't pretty boy piss you off then? He also got a hug though, so that's a plus for him.
2015-04-29 17:07:00 -
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As in gay.
"Don't be so hard on yourself." She took his hand. "I don't blame you at all."
2015-04-29 17:09:22 -
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So THAT'S what the sticks are for. Beating off the girls.
"......" They'd drained this line of conversation a long time ago. He knew how it would go, so just decided to avoid it. He knew it was his fault, and that was what mattered.
2015-04-29 17:15:40 -
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More like beating you.
She wen silent as well.Yeah, they've been over this a million times, but it was still worth a shot to try and change his mind.
2015-04-29 17:18:33 -
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No.
Could he change the topic? Was that still a possibility? They were at his apartment, and probably couldn't go in if he didn't want Warlock waking up the entire building. Besides, he had school the next day. He squeezed her hand. "I-I should probably go...thanks for bringing me back."
2015-04-29 17:21:07 -
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Yes.
"Yeah, anytime. I'll see you later?" She let go of his hand and placed hers back into her pockets.
2015-04-29 17:23:04 -
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No.
"Of course. L....love you." He smiled sheepishly and unlocked his apartment, disappearing inside.
2015-04-29 17:24:47 -
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Yes.
"Love you too." She gave him a wave goodbye before heading back to her own apartment. Hopefully Seculus had as great of a time at work as her night was.
2015-04-29 17:27:31 -
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Good heavens, this cafe stays open /late/. I was dragging myself back to the apartment at about midnight after saying goodbye to the customers and Daisuke and changing. In the mirror I'd noticed two small scars on my back. Thank you, rules of metaphysical existence, for rubbing that in. I finally knew what the point of the job was, though, even if it had taken me a good two hours and several tables. I still wasn't sure if it was flattering or humiliating that I had been both mistaken for an employee before and judged to be a worthwhile offhand hire. It seemed that they liked me, though, and all I'd had to do was talk to people and every so often act like a character from those anime darling watches. Every time I used the word 'dear' they would squeal and the level of my discomfort just made them do it more. Disconcerting to say the least, but a week of this and I would have my first paycheck, apparently. I arrived at the building, and she wasn't home yet, so I sat on the couch in the lobby and passed out with the landlady giving me a glare of absolute death. I smiled and nodded at her before I did so, however, so maybe that helped a little.
2015-04-30 00:47:37 -
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Soon enough, Terezi made it back to her apartment. However once she made it into the lobby, she saw Seculus passed out on the couch. Well, would you look at that. Guess it was a decent first day? She walked over to him "Seculus." She spoke a lot calmer then normal. The hell? She was trying to wake him not- never mind She gently shook his shoulder..
2015-04-30 00:56:15 -
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I wasn't having any dreams in particular this time, but when I heard my name I opened my eyes blearily, peering over my glasses. It was Terezi, and she was shaking my shoulder. Her voice sounded different, not bad different, just less stressed. Oh, well, anyway, I guess she's home. "...good morning."
2015-04-30 01:01:52 -
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"Yeah, morning. you could say that." She shoved her hands back into her pockets. "You ready to head upstairs?"
2015-04-30 01:03:27 -
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I stretched and yawned, getting up off the couch. "Yes, I suppose. How was your night?"
2015-04-30 01:05:16 -
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Should she mention about the kiss? Nah. "It was...interesting, to say the least. How was yours?" At least not unless he asks about it.
2015-04-30 01:06:22 -
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"The same. I now know why darling found the cafe's name so entertaining. Evidently the official title of my new occupation is...male host?" I turned slightly red and glanced away, rubbing the back of my neck. Even the name sounded ridiculous.
2015-04-30 01:09:03 -
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"Hmm, sounds interesting enough. Can't be that bad."
2015-04-30 01:12:10 -
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"W-well, the purpose of the job is, on a very basic level, to entertain women in a flirtatious fashion, and...not much else. Aside from taking orders."
2015-04-30 03:32:23