I'm the priest god never paid.

[poison_infrench]

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Abime

[gryffin_ghost]

Only if I might have a word or two in return.

Re: Abime

[poison_infrench]

I think that's called a converstion, Nick. Lord, you want to have one of those...

Before this gets silly, though. This, what we um, do, is it, what is it, and how attached are you to it? Just a thought.

Re: Abime

[gryffin_ghost]

I'm very deadly serious, not silly at all. And no pun intended.

We could call it sex, but it's more of share of mutual pleasure I would think. We somehow fell into it.

Attached? Attached would mean that every time I go to see you I expect something like that to happen. This is...not the case. In fact, each time I pay a visit I think that our time together will be our last and final. So while I am fond, attached implies so much more.

Re: Abime

[poison_infrench]

Right. Okay. Because here's the thing. I'm getting attached to this. Too attached, and I think I'm doing it for the wrong reasons, as well.

I...I like you, and I do care about you, and I do love what...what we do. But I need to stop. I'm sorry.

[rhythmicpoetry]

As am I, clearly, since our mutual friend has rather sneakily told you that I'd like to meet you.. I've heard a bunch about you; all good, I swear. I'm not very busy at all, actually.

[poison_infrench]

She's been talking about me. That can only be...well, interesting. I finish work tomorrow at five, do you want to go out for drinks, perhaps?

[rhythmicpoetry]

Of course she's been talking about you. You and I seem to be her closest friends (don't hit me if you're reading this, Hestia! I josh!)

Drinks? I'm not drinking actually.

[poison_infrench]

...she'll kill you for that.

Oh, okay. Neither do I, so it's not like you'd be alone. But...how about dinner, then? In Paris. You can't turn that down.