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[head_downstairs]

[Today in the fabled center of camp there are two siblings forced on a chair behind a desk. There are lots and lots of forms and pens on the desk, and above them there is a giant banner reading:

LOOKING FOR BOYFRIENDS
Please read all the necessary requirements before applying.If you were to pick up one of the sheets of paper, you would read the

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[gavehimhead]

[I kind of wish I was still an amnesiac right now]

. . .

[head_downstairs]

[glaring aaaat]

[gavehimhead]

I see you found Elliot, Lady Vanessa.

[head_downstairs]

Of course.

[gavehimhead]

I'm glad it didn't take long. Sometimes things can be a bit confusing around here.

[head_downstairs]

Let's cut the casual chatting to a minimum. I'm allowing you to stay with him only because Elliot is still being stubborn about you being his servant, but that doesn't mean I have any intention of getting familiar with you!

[gavehimhead]

Of course. I understand.

[head_downstairs]

If anything happens to him at all, you're dead! I don't care if you're going to come back- I'll kill you a thousand times over.

[gavehimhead]

I have no intention of letting any harm come to him, Lady Vanessa.

[head_downstairs]

I'm not going to trust you so easily! Ever since you arrived things have been going wrong!

[gavehimhead]

[I have nothing to add to that so I'm just going to not say anything]

. . .

[forcedtoplay]

[shhh, I am whispering this because it is a secret and I am totally helping]

I don't think she likes you.

[gavehimhead]

[...whispering back, then?]

I don't think so either.

[forcedtoplay]

[we are secret agents or ninjas or both]

I don't know why. She's very fixated on Elliot's safety, and you seem to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. You'd think you'd be her favorite.

[gavehimhead]

It's not that simple, I'm afraid.

[forcedtoplay]

It should be.

But, I suppose people aren't ever very simple.