mulling over some things

[luciding]

Will you stop that?

[arms crossed, someone doesn't look very happy...!]

Honestly, I think you're far more into any of this than I am. You're always jumping to conclusions and gushing over all this "doki doki" business. What about my feelings???

. . .

That is.... if I actually had any feelings worth talking about!

[fidget fidget]

Which I don't.... and they don't. They wouldn't... couldn't... could they?

[a deep flush stains her cheeks, and she reaches her hands up to cover them.]

A-Ah, let's talk about something else now! A new subject if you don't mind?? Like, when am I going to actually start working at that cafe? I don't want Julius to have to keep supporting me. He has enough on his plate as it is.

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[naltorian]

[Don't get her started on breast size.]

That's a coward's way out. Not to mention, you're only going to end up miserable. Rife with sexual tension as you let the feelings build and build over years and years, until one blink of a frantic moment your hormones get the better of you.

[luciding]

[KDSJHKJSHDFJKSHKJFH THEY'RE NOT THAT SMALL!!!!THEY ARE A NORMAL SIZE OKOK]

The sorts of things you speak of...! It's easier said than done! These aren't the type of men you can just... go after so boldly...

I'm not that bold.

[naltorian]

[Yes yes. Sure Fez.]

People said the same of my husband, and yet...he's my husband.