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requiem: scale of 1-10 on romance tho

hurricane: does it matter?

Edited 2019-03-04 06:03 (UTC)

requiem: im invested in ur happiness so
requiem: yes

hurricane: :p

requiem: for real tho!!!

[ a couple minutes pause ]

requiem: actually
requiem: u wanna hang out? or u got a moment to talk
requiem: like talky talk not text
requiem: i wanted to ask u somethin

[But he is like 99.9% sure he doesn't want to answer whatever this question is going to end up being.]

[He puts off answering for a little while. Then, finally:]

hurricane: yea sure
hurricane: where r u?

requiem: wanna come chill on our balcony?? we got a sick fire pit and gargoyles and stuff

hurricane: dude u got gargoyles??
hurricane: there in 5

requiem:yea theyre sick

[ but she'll wait patiently ]

[There's a knock on Zrael's door a few minutes later.]

[ opens up ]

Hi! Come on in. I started up the fire pit already.

Thanks, dude.

...man, check out your place.

It's rad, right? I'll show you the garden next time.

[ leading him to the balcony, where there's a couple of blankets on the chairs in case the fire isn't warm enough.

As promised there's gargoyles on the corners or pillars or something? Idk. ]

[Straight for the gargoyles.]

Dude, check it out. Your dorm doesn't do things by halves.

Right? Stuff gets wild half cuz of unit aesthetic garbage rather than stuff we ask for.

[ flops in a seat and drapes a blanket over her legs ]

[Makes the rounds peering at the gargoyles up close and personal before he plops himself in one of the chairs and helps himself to a blanket.]

S'nice out here.

Right? Can't wait until it's nice enough out to actually chill here more.

[ and tosses him a pack of strawberry pocky ]

Here, I had some left over. Figured you'd appreciate it more than I could.

We could share it. Take the color, then I'll have the black n white version.

You sure? I dunno if it'll still taste good.

[ Nem's eaten food she's taken color from before but...

after a moment she gets up with her blanket, and shuffles over onto his chair next to him ]

So we'll find out.

[Wagging the box her way.]

Thanks.

[ smiles, and tears a pack open to pull one of the pocky sticks out. ]

... so, uh. First off. I wanted to apologize, kinda.

What for?

Bullying you-- I only meant it to be fun, I swear-- and pushing you into something I kinda realized later might be really, um... hurtful? Because of how Nem can be, partially, but mostly because I, uh...

[ considers the pocky, before sucking the pink out of it, and offering it to hurricane if he really wants to try-- it's kinda sad and grey now... ]

... didn't really occur to me that my picking Nem for a joke might've possibly been, uh... right. 'Til I saw your expression. And I kept being kinda mean about it, and I shouldn't've? But like-- I guess I just wanted to... ask. Like, if that's the case. Cuz I care about you, and her. A lot.

[My god, what even is all of this emotional honesty, he is going to get hives or something.]

[By the time she's halfway through, he's looking acutely uncomfortable. By the time she's done, he is nowhere near eye contact. His gaze is somewhere on the balcony floor.]

[He takes the pocky and munches it, just for an excuse to not answer right away. He doesn't say anything until the whole stick is gone, tbh.]

I mean.

...does it even really matter?

Edited 2019-03-04 18:34 (UTC)

[ a non-answer is practically a yes, when it comes to something like this, and when it comes to someone as allergic to feelings talk as hurricane.

she considers it for a moment, frowning at her hands-- takes another pocky, sucks out the pink, hands it over again.

They're vaguely strawberry-flavored when grey, but... kinda bland. ]

I mean... I want you both to be happy, so it kinda matters to me? And I know you don't say nothin' about anything, so if you were the same way-- I thought about you just holding onto it and here I am, acting like a big idiot, dating your best friend, and I didn't even think about you in the process, at first? And I mean, like... I know... why would I have? We weren't really friends, at first, but now...

[ quiets for a moment ]

I mean. I don't regret nothin' about how things are now. I'm just sayin'-- if you feel that way about her... you should go for it? Or don't, if I'm wrong, or you don't wanna. I'm kinda assuming a lot about this, but, um...

...

I think... love is important, whether it's... friendship, or what. Especially in a place like this. So...

[ and trails off. ]

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