[ sorry he is tragically very normal and very squishy.
their hands still fit together, nicely, though. ink pressed to skin. he flexes his fingers a bit and settles, smiling up at him like the pleased little gremlin that he is. ]
No one ever tells me I'm funny, no, I just know it. [ so yeah of course it's gone to his head. silly. ] So, this Gu is humbled by your compliments.
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their hands still fit together, nicely, though. ink pressed to skin. he flexes his fingers a bit and settles, smiling up at him like the pleased little gremlin that he is. ]
No one ever tells me I'm funny, no, I just know it. [ so yeah of course it's gone to his head. silly. ] So, this Gu is humbled by your compliments.
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Can you do something for me?
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[ tilts head? yes of course.]
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The names-- can you write them for me again?
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Mm. Of course. [ give him a second! i'm gonna assume he has a brush so.
he takes the card, and writes carefully. still the same, elegant handwriting as before, vertically, right next to each other.
弥月. miyue.
子熹. zixi. ]