wherever she's hanging on tuesday, molly is finding her with PURPOSE. and INTENT. you can't hide. or he could have just texted. but this is better? Popping out behind her while she's minding her own business probably.]
[He snorts a laugh, dropping his head for a second. he does eat the cookie though, not even complaining at all about the dubious shape or passable taste. a cookie is a cookie.]
Not that. I was giving you the opportunity to be upfront with me.
[ She looks like she's mulling it over for a bit, trying to put the full picture together when she doesn't have all the pieces, but really all it takes is looking at Molly.
She slides the plate to the side so that she can shimmy closer. ]
I don't remember... I think somethin' wonky happened to my head. [ Before, quickly, ] But! I bet I can guess.
'Cause I do remember White, a little while back, lookin' kinda lonely, and like he didn't really know how to get close to people. And yer really good at makin' people comfortable, and ya like people who're tough on the outside, soft on the inside, right?
[ Or at least, she assumed. Someone had told her to stop making assumptions, but too bad she forgot... ]
[Holding his hands up like, hold on, but he's laughing. mostly to himself.]
So that means I want a relationship? I'm-- I'm dead or at least currently in a grave back home, not exactly fair to start tying myself off to people who want no part of that mess. Still sort of figuring my own bullshit out too.
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WEEK 5 - TUESDAY
wherever she's hanging on tuesday, molly is finding her with PURPOSE. and INTENT. you can't hide. or he could have just texted. but this is better? Popping out behind her while she's minding her own business probably.]
Watcha doing, Yuel?
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One of her ears turns in his direction before she looks over at him. ]
Heya Molly. Want a snack?
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Then just coming to sit in front of her, cross-legged.]
Depends. Are they cursed with anything?
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Don't worry, I made 'em with Sheila.
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[Reaching over to take one.]
Well ... ?
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[ they are sugar cookies of dubious shape and passable taste ]
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Not that. I was giving you the opportunity to be upfront with me.
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... Is this about you and White?
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[oh my god yuel.]
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Why do ya think that was me?
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[He crosses his arms.]
I'm not angry. Or. Actually, in full disclosure, I am sort of pissed, but I've decided not to be.
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[ she looks more... confused? than anything else? ]
But he didn't say why!
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Why're ya tryin' to punch me?!
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[He just draws his knees up, putting his arms around them. Still fairly casual, just. A little more serious.]
Because you made my life a bit of a misery last week, you know.
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She slides the plate to the side so that she can shimmy closer. ]
I'm sorry. I'd never wanna hurt ya on purpose.
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[He does seem genuine.]
You, ah, mind explaining why? Just for fun?
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I don't remember... I think somethin' wonky happened to my head. [ Before, quickly, ] But! I bet I can guess.
'Cause I do remember White, a little while back, lookin' kinda lonely, and like he didn't really know how to get close to people. And yer really good at makin' people comfortable, and ya like people who're tough on the outside, soft on the inside, right?
[ Or at least, she assumed. Someone had told her to stop making assumptions, but too bad she forgot... ]
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conveniently had memloss thats so yuel]
... You know, I don't actually know what I like. Not really a relationship person.
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Why'd ya say that? Yer one of the kindest people here.
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So that means I want a relationship? I'm-- I'm dead or at least currently in a grave back home, not exactly fair to start tying myself off to people who want no part of that mess. Still sort of figuring my own bullshit out too.
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You— died? Then... did ya wish to come back to life?
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