7rings: white

[fluffier]

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[enfangs]

[he jumps]

H-Huh? No. Probably just the lighting in here!

[fluffier]

[ just grabs his face so that she can examine him ]

Did something happen?

[enfangs]

[SQUIRMS]

Nothing happened!

[fluffier]

Then what's... happenin' to yer eyes?

[ to be clear, are they red like "I'm turning into a demon red" or the... other kind of red? ]

[enfangs]

[he's turning into a demon yea

no the other kind of red, like he may or may not have been rubbing at them]

Nothing! I told you it was just the lighting!

[fluffier]

White... [ She's not buying it at all, and is gently leading his face to her chest so that she can pet his hair. ] Ya know yer not alone, right?

[enfangs]

[HE'S PULLING BACK BECAUSE WHAT DIRECTION IS THIS GOING IN EXCUSE]

Where the hell is this coming from?

[fluffier]

[ She lets him, mostly because she wouldn't put it past him to bite her. ]

I'm just sayin'! 'Cause I pick on ya sometimes.

[enfangs]

[he squints at her.]

Nice week is over, y'know.

[fluffier]

... What does that have to do with anything?

[enfangs]

It means you don't have to say stuff like that.

[fluffier]

[ ??? ]

But I want to...?

[enfangs]

... Never mind!

[fluffier]

[ Just, holding his face, staring at him. ]

[enfangs]

[scowls at her]

[fluffier]

[ smiles at him ]

Should we get a massage?

[enfangs]

... Huh?

[fluffier]

Do ya not know what that is?

[enfangs]

I know what a massage is!

[fluffier]

Then what're ya confused about??

[enfangs]

Where is this coming from?

[fluffier]

Well... we're in a spa.

[enfangs]

I—I know that!

[fluffier]

So! Let's go.

[ she's never been to a spa so she doesn't know how this works.

and also I don't know how this works, but she's tugging him to where the massage tables are. ]

[enfangs]

[I DON'T EITHER

NO ONE HERE KNOWS HOW THIS WORKS

but he lets himself be tugged along anyway.]