7rings: sasazuka

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[ the worst thing in the world because he's not going to yank his hand away like he normally would ]

All of the other floors were actual rooms...

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[ It's definitely weird, because she was kinds of counting on him to jerk away.

... But okay. ]

I can't even see an end to this place.

[ The grass his damp... Squelching a little against her bare feet. ]

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[ i hate that.

his expression also shows that he hates this, but he still does not let go of her hand despite that. he's suffering every minute of this. ]

I wonder if the design is like the simulation room...

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[ i'm crying francy is this the weekly affect or the not confessing curse ]

I guess there's only one way to find out...

[ She lets go of his hand to pick up a stick and holds it out to him. ]

Poke me.

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[ you'll never know.....

he'll take the stick easily enough and. just pauses slightly. ]

Are you sure?

[ it pains him to ask this ]

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Yeah, I'm— [ whoa, for some reason the words aren't coming out? ] happy to do it.

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well he has permission so just fuckin pokes her ]

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[ She just grunts because she's not a wimp. I am assuming he poked her hard enough to bruise. ]

... Okay. We just have to check if the bruise stays when we leave.

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Mm.

[ he looks around. ]

This seems like it'll be shitty to investigate for a murder.

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Yer always workin', aren't ya?

[ But he's right. The space is huge, so she starts marching steadily inward. ]

It's probably a good idea to get a lay of the land.

... And hopefully it isn't different every day.

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I wonder if there's a way we could mark a path here...?

[ so they know where to go to not get lost. ]

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Hmmmmm.

[ She looks around for a moment before spotting a stone. She nicks it against a tree to rub off the bark. ]

How's that?

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Ah. That works.

[ don't say it don't say it ]

Good job.

[ fuck ]

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[ . . .

Stares at him and holds out her hand. ]

Do ya wanna hold hands?

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I really don't.

[ but he will

politely

hold her hand. because she is offering and he is being nice. ]

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[ ......... ]

Is something wrong?

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Don't think anything of it. I'm not doing it because I want to... no offense.

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... Oh? [ hmmm ] Is this like Molly and White? Didja fall in love with me?

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[ there is a long period of silence, which is him desperately looking for something not rude to say because every response that comes to mind is just

very mean ]

No.

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[ this is such a 180 compared to last week

in any case, she just hums thoughtfully ]

Hmmm. More like Endorsi, maybe...

[ squeezes his hand ]

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I think it's some weird effect of this place. I've seen other people struggling.

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I thought some people were bein' weird... [ Anyway, she lets go of his hand because it's weird. ] Are ya gonna be okay?

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I'll manage. I can still make fun of you when you're not around.

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[ It's in this moment that she remembers this effect goes both ways, when her face goes a little red with the inability to do the same.

She struggles to smile. ]

I already do that for you anyway, so I guess we're even.

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[ flatly, ]

Wow. You hurt my feelings.