( it's not even really awkward! it's just... a lot easier not to mention. like, she could talk about the red welts left on her back from his nails, the ones that faded by morning, or how he seemed particularly interested in her hidden strength, but... why? it's unnecessary conversation. it's much more fun to gossip about her current beau than her former ones. )
Technically, the couch was the only thing actually off-limits. ( she's not looking shifty or anything. don't give her that look. at least she wiped the table off that one time. ) I'm just officially adding the kitchen.
And — ( now who's getting a Look!) — if you're not getting laid on a regular basis, that's nobody's fault but your own. Making moon-eyes at Mr Wears-Black-All-The-Time is not going to get you anything.
( speaking of: ) By the way, you got your thing, right? The "come to City Hall and claim your magic stone" thing? It was in the mail, like, a week ago or something.
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Technically, the couch was the only thing actually off-limits. ( she's not looking shifty or anything. don't give her that look. at least she wiped the table off that one time. ) I'm just officially adding the kitchen.
And — ( now who's getting a Look!) — if you're not getting laid on a regular basis, that's nobody's fault but your own. Making moon-eyes at Mr Wears-Black-All-The-Time is not going to get you anything.
( speaking of: ) By the way, you got your thing, right? The "come to City Hall and claim your magic stone" thing? It was in the mail, like, a week ago or something.