valentine's day is coming early

[misswexler]

[There is a teenage girl shackled theatrically to a big cheap fold-out table near the mess hall, accompanied by a selection of giant sno-balls for your delectation. She's drumming her nails against the speckled surface and looking an awful lot like she wouldn't mind shredding the big white fold-out sign in front of her, with red sparkly letters

Comments

[ofhisword]

[tilts his head to the side at the sign.]

It does enjoy this sort of thing.

[ofhisword]

I prefer to keep things simple.

[misswexler]

That sounds like a guy way of saying no love life at all.

[ofhisword]

That as well.

[misswexler]

You? Really?

[ofhisword]

Is there a problem with that?

[misswexler]

Sorry. Was that rude?

[ofhisword]

[shrugs!]

It was . . . expected. But no, I don't believe I need any sort of "consultation."

[misswexler]

Good. Because I would be mystified.

[ofhisword]

Oh? I can only assume that this is not your forte.

[misswexler]

No. Other people aren't really my forte.

[ofhisword]

I see.

[misswexler]

[now she feels kind of awkward] I think it's just a bad joke. And also camp being an asshole. Or six of one and a half dozen of the other.

[ofhisword]

Both can apply. As I said, it happens here rather often.

[misswexler]

'Give romantic counselling or else?' Really?

[ofhisword]

Something along those lines.