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[takeroot]

can i get an f in chat for fellden

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[summonere]

[ What had he said about containing yourself?! ]

Yes, at the New Year's ball under more mistletoe. Those let you escape if you hugged someone or said something polite to them though.

He gets along with Griffon too well, smells like cigarettes, but he's funny and doesn't notice much when I bully him.

[takeroot]

[He said something and Constantin promptly ignored it, thanks.]

He gets along with Griffon? Does that mean he has terrible bird approval?

[Wild! Anyway, time to continue not containing himself:]

And is he a good kisser?

[summonere]

How would I know what's 'good'?

[ That's part of his problem here. If he'd at least slightly known what he was doing, it might be less overwhelming and strange. ]

[takeroot]

You would certainly know if it was bad.

[Kissing is surely not that complex, buddy.]

[summonere]

Then it wasn't bad, but I don't think that spell would have let me know, even if it was.

[takeroot]

Alright, alright.

Are you going to see him again?

[summonere]

I don't know.

[takeroot]

I think you should!

[But, ah, he is a hopeless romantic to the core, so-]

Unless it was actually terrible, but I have been assuming you wouldn't have told me if it was all that bad.

[summonere]

[ Ugh. That last point. You wouldn't be talking about it if you didn't kind of like it. Heck off! ]

Maybe it was just exciting because it was new.

[takeroot]

[More like if it was deeply awful you would ignore it, like Constantin completely would, because he is great at healthy emotional responses!]

I suppose that could be it. I can't recall the first kiss I ever had, so it must have been dull.

[Or, he was drunk? It is a distinct possibility.]

[summonere]

You don't even remember when?

[ Right now this kiss feels seared in his mind, how did you forget. ]

[takeroot]

Well, it was in the midst of my teen years? With time and effort I could perhaps give you something precise, not that it would mean very much, considering.

[Some people contain multitudes of years, it is super wild.]

[summonere]

This is my 110th day.

[ Do you think he's ready to make out with boys. ]

[takeroot]

[Well that is really up to him, isn't it!!]

I am twenty-six. In years. You will forget things eventually.

[summonere]

[ Assuming I live that long wangst wangst wangst wangst wangst. ]

How long is eventually.

[takeroot]

That depends on the thing!

[Guess what: it gets worse!]

I'm sure you could simply go out and find more kisses, if you wanted to wallpaper over the first one.

[summonere]

That sounds impractical.

[takeroot]

You know, I don't think kissing is practical, exactly...

[summonere]

What is it -exactly-? Humor me.

[takeroot]

[Oh, is it time to get even more personal? Dang.]

Fun, perhaps? Affectionate? A romantic gesture? All three!

[summonere]

Gestures competing with the need to save this world for time and energy.

[takeroot]

If I had someone to kiss I would be doing it. I can multitask.

[summonere]

Very impressive.

[takeroot]

Is that making fun? I am serious, of course.

[summonere]

You always are. So why haven't you found someone to kiss if this is all so easy.