PC: CALEB

[headmt]

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[katzepaw]

I didn't know and she didn't know, that seems stupid to me.

[headmt]

I'm going to knock you stone cold if you don't watch it.

[Now this is just whining. Anyway, touch week, so he just settles down in his seat some, leaning over to plonk his head, horns and all, against Caleb's shoulder. Tail thwapping the seat because he's playing up being irritated about any of this.]

[katzepaw]

You wanna hear about my extra credit, that I've been a little stuck on? It's funny.

[Just letting him plonk there, appreciating his tiefling heater.]

[headmt]

[Just being a nice lil' heater and drinking his drink, now at least comfortably buzzed enough to sit with his Feelings.]

Yup.

[katzepaw]

I have to impersonate Principal Bear for a day.

[He laughs a little.]

Easy enough for me, but it's the whole day part where I'm stuck. Can't really do it when people are being murdered.

[headmt]

[HE SNORTS. SORRY THAT'S

THE WORST.]

Fuck! Oh that's-- That's good. The right amount of insensitive and hilarious. Should do it tomorrow, during the inevitably sad execution of a teenager. That will win you a lot of friends, I think.

[katzepaw]

Ja, I don't think so! I'm thinking Tuesday. Also, if I literally turn into the bear, people may try to fight me, and that doesn't work so well. If I lose my concentration the spell ends.

[headmt]

[Sorry just. This started so serious but now he's giggle-snorting about the idea of people just coming up to Bearleb and trying to fight him.]

We'll hang a sign around your neck.

[Oh, he pops up a bit, sitting up.]

Speaking of bullshit you got me into, Claude figured out I'm part of the underthings heist. So fuck you for that too! I'm not a rat though, so I suppose you're still safe.

[katzepaw]

Oh. I don't care if you tell him. I'll tell him myself. It's extra credit. I only chose him because it would make the kids laugh.

[headmt]

[He grins at him, lopsided, because it's actually full-on adorable he put it like that. Disgusting?]

If it helps, Spring was very entertained as well.

[katzepaw]

It does. [A little smile.] We did the Claude promposal, too. That was just supposed to be a revenge prank for the water? But it didn't make any sense.

[headmt]

I don't even know what the water was about. Or what a ... promposal is?

[katzepaw]

It is when you invite someone to the dance in a very fancy way.

[headmt]

Oh, I see, I didn't know you had such a crush on Claude.

[katzepaw]

Who wouldn't? He's a very attractive man with good taste in underpants.

[headmt]

Who wouldn't.

[They are literally just talking about nothing now while like. Sitting on each other. If Caleb wants to save it for the romance of Anime Night he should probably run, because Molly is making a very specific face at him where he's biting his own lip a bit and just sort of looking at him.]

[katzepaw]

[. . . He just sort of snorts with laughter and takes a swig of his drink.]

Mollymauk. What are you doing.

[headmt]

[ Is it a good sign if a guy just laughs in your face when you make a very obvious pass? Is it?]

Didn't think I was being subtle or anything.

[katzepaw]

You weren't, but why. What is this.

[It's probably not one?]

[headmt]

[He makes a face like he has literally never been asked what is this when he was trying to put the moves on someone before and it's legitimately confusing the hell out of him. Like, maybe he doesn't know what it is? What a question. He doesn't pull away yet, but he does pause.]

I-- Ah. [Caleb has probably rarely, if ever, seen Molly look embarrassed, and he doesn't quite now either. But he's maybe thinking something through that gives him a weird feeling.] Suppose I thought there was ... vibes.

[katzepaw]

Ah.

[He looks like he didn't really expect that to be the answer. Drumming his fingers on his thigh, a little awkward. Turning a little red, tongue-tied for a second.]

I didn't really think you were, uhm, serious about it. [That makes it sound like Molly is proposing, but he only means - he thought they were flirting because Molly was bored and likes flirting.]

[headmt]

[Well he does look embarrassed now. He was flirting because Molly was bored and likes flirting and then also Caleb had seemed kind of into it and also ... vibes. But now he's just squirming a little like a kid caught sneaking into something he shouldn't have. Fuck?]

Bad reading I guess. Happens sometimes. Nevermind. [He does pull back pretty quickly at this point, spinning his drink around in his hands a bit.] Probably too much to drink again. I think I'm going to go? Should probably at least try to sleep or something, never know who'll be rolled for tomorrow's, ah, killing, so. Alright.

[katzepaw]

[He really can't decide if he should let him just leave or not? On the one hand, wow, this is a bad idea! He has to not get involved in any of this, right? Especially what with the entire Lucien thing? Even if it's just casual it's very weird to makeout with someone and not tell them that someone in their body killed you? That seems like bad etiquette?

On the other hand, he doesn't like that Molly is acting somehow like he did something wrong and embarrassing. He's very. . . confused about the whole situation, because there are some very hot people here Molly could be focusing his energy on and meanwhile he is himself?

Anyway he sits there awkward and flustered for a second, but reaches out and grabs him by the sleeve.]

Wait, don't. . . I don't want you to leave. You surprised me.

[headmt]

[It's probably a little awkward to know your body is up and moving around without you and attacking and killing all your friends, yeah, but thankfully Molly has zero idea that's happening. Lucien's continued existence is not even on his radar! Surely nothing unfortunate will happen to change that.

Also there's about a million other reasons to Not Do This starting with Wow! Terrible idea. Anyone could die tomorrow. Both of these fools are already dead. On the other hand, anyone could die tomorrow and both of these fools are already dead?

Sitting back down from where he was starting to get up to scamper off and go drink himself into perfect dreamless slumber and just fiddling with his coat instead.]

Pulling a lot of these bad timing things lately, I'll admit.

[katzepaw]

[He's fidgeting awkwardly, too, just sitting there. He asked him to stay but isn't sure what he wants to say, just that he didn't want him to run off like that. Maybe that's selfish, though.]

. . . No one has really. . . tried to kiss me in a very long time.