Four knitted scarves

[grimmdark]

916 Bilko Boulevard, Accidental Phonecall. Unfiltered. Open to housemates

*the phone picks up mid-conversation, as if it's been knocked off the hook by clumsy teenagers Rose's voice comes from not too far.*

I still cannot believe we are doing this. Enjoyable as it might be, I must admit I still have some reservations about it.

Rose, I assure

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[chastesaw]

I'm sorry, Rose. But given the nature of my earlier promise, I'm sure you'd rather the entire town not be privy to our conversation here. *Sticking a needle between her lips again to hold.* Or am I incorrect?

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[grimmdark]

*Just...staring at your general direction, holding the dress against her defensively.*

What are you trying to say? Don't tell me...

Oh. No. No.

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[chastesaw]

What am I trying to say? I am trying to inform you that the audio hook was knocked from its receptacle, Rose Lalonde, and I was replacing it so that we would not find ourselves with errant eavesdroppers.

Is there a problem with that?

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[grimmdark]

*Going grimdark in three, two, one...*

I fear it might be a little to late for such precautions. Most likely, our conversation has been surely broadcast to everyone willing to listen.

*Forget the grimdark she's blushing furiously.*

[Ring ring ring]

[cantwhinnyemall]

Must you two broadcast your depraved interactions to the general public.

[Says the guy who's been eavesdropping with a steadily increasing level of combined mortification and intrigue.]

[Phone]

[chastesaw]

...come again?

phone;

[grimmdark]

I have no time to spare explaining things to you.

Kindly remove yourself now.

[cantwhinnyemall]

Was that an order.

[Given what Kanaya said about domineering earlier... Oh goodness. She is a fortunate lady indeed.]

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[alwaysscrewsup]

「Hello! I just thought I'd do the polite thing and thank you two for giving me such a nice memory! I'll be sure to treasure it forever!」

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[grimmdark]

I don't even know who you are. I suppose that matters little, but I can't help but feel like I should give a damn about this.

...no, I don't. Just refrain from speaking until the situation is solved.

[alwaysscrewsup]

「Wow, you're really cold! I was even thanking you! Do you know Naze-san by any chance?」

[grimmdark]

No I don't, and I didn't mean to be cold. Perhaps. This is just a bad time to thank me for anything.

[foretastes]

Something smells fishy!

[chastesaw]

Is that so? ...I'm afraid my olfactory receptors can't perceive a thing.

[foretastes]

It's a phrase, dunkass, I can't smell through the phone! What's going on over there?

[chastesaw]

You know, I've really never been precisely certain of the limitations of your sensory perceptions beyond a general sense.

But that's besides the point, and I'm... afraid that I can't betray the resolute trust of an oath of secrecy.

[dreambubbly]

Uhh, Kanaya? Your audio device is off its hook and I fink you might have told the town somefin you didn't want to about your relationship with Rose...

[chastesaw]

No, Feferi. There was nothing remotely concerning my friendship with Rose Lalonde other than that she is willing to indulge me in my hobbies and can we please say no more of it? Say, for an amount of time including but not limited to the remainder of our natural lifespans?

[dreambubbly]

It's okay, Kanaya! I mean, we all have our flushcrushes. I just didn't fink you reely intended to tell the whole ocean that you and Rose were, whale, yeah. I'll leave you to it.

[chastesaw]

*And Kanaya makes a strangely strangled noise.* I--

That's not--

There isn't--

Feferi, I assure you you are gravely misunderstanding the situation.