suddenly: soirée.

[fuckyousoleil]

[On this abnormally cool summer's evening in Camp Fuck You Die, an elaborate tent has been set up just outside the carnival. At 7PM sharp, everything in the carnival lights up - the ferris wheel, the strands of festive lights strung around the Tunnel of Love, even the haunted house are all illuminated. The atmosphere appears to be welcoming,

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[masterbaited]

[wearing this, minus the roses. and the present.]

. . . Takaya-san?

[comesfirst]

There you are.

[masterbaited]

What are you doing here?

[comesfirst]

The carnival's running. I figured I'd better come.

[masterbaited]

That makes sense. Have you noticed anything strange yet?

[comesfirst]

[tugs at his coat, trying to make it sit more comfortably]

. . . no.

[masterbaited]

[noticing that]

It takes some getting used to.

[comesfirst]

It's not like I've never worn one before!

[...kind of]

[masterbaited]

Have you?

[comesfirst]

. . .

It's been a while.

[masterbaited]

[chuckles a bit]

[comesfirst]

Not everybody wants to look like a hired suit all the time.

[masterbaited]

Is that what I look like?

[comesfirst]

[his eyes flick up and down]

. . . kind of.

[masterbaited]

[laughs]

[comesfirst]

What?