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[fuckyousoleil]

[The mess hall is much like it is any other Friday afternoon. On this particular hot summer's day, it even seems like there's a little ice cream bar set up, with all sorts of different (sugar free, unfortunately) types of ice cream out as well as bowls, cherries, sprinkles - any sort of topping you can think of.

Right next to the ice cream bar,

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[painintheneck]

[ITT IT IS NIGHT TIME space/time is my bitch. sophie-anne is looking at the map and completely missing the point, as usual.]

Oh, this drawing is atrocious. Honestly, why bother unless you're going to put a little effort in?

[painintheneck]

She didn't. I wanted to meet you. I heard you were gutsy and sort of a bitch, and variety's the spice of life, after all.

[burgercraving]

She really needs to learn how to have ulterior motives.

[painintheneck]

You two managed to work out your issues with each other, I hope.

[burgercraving]

They're fine.

So if I'm your type, then she's not, right?

[painintheneck]

Can't you both be?

[burgercraving]

We're nothing alike. You know, except for the hotness thing.

[painintheneck]

Well, that's enough for me.

Anyway, I'm over five hundred years old. If I didn't fuck more than one type, imagine how utterly bored I'd be.

[burgercraving]

Well, hands off.

[painintheneck]

You, or her?

[burgercraving]

[... THERE IS A PAUSE BEFORE SHE LOOKS ADAMANT]

Both.

[painintheneck]

... Seriously...?

Well, suit yourself. You can always find me if you change your mind.

[burgercraving]

Like I said, it's tempting, but I'm not available for those arrangements at this time.

[painintheneck]

[little eyeroll before she turns away.]

Well, until another time, then.

[burgercraving]

Oh, and since you're about as sharp as the stakes that people use on vampires, that means Emily isn't either. Just so we're clear.

[painintheneck]

Clear as crystal.