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Mun's wanting to...

Ahahahaha, no.

Wot makes you think I want to go to a game? Because whatever train of thought you're trying to reason that with is retarded. You don't even have a place in mind and you're still wanting to stick me somewhere.

Okay, I get it. You think it'll be fun. Look. Maybe you're okay with the whole, "Oh, let's mess around with everybody's heads and see wot happens, uuuegh," thing, but I'm not. Wot's more, I'm not going to do it, and you'd be daft to think that I'll go ahead with this rubbish. It's bullshit. 'Sides, if you don't even know where to start at all, maybe you shouldn't bother looking in the first place, yeah?

...Are you even listening to me?

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I meant she literally can't touch me. And if she does? She'll only want one thing, and that won't be putting me into a game.

[wait what]

Why can't she touch you?

That's for me to know... and you to try and find out.

...I think I'll pass on that.

[better to be safe than sorry]

...Suit yourself.

[His loss.]

So. I take it you have a lot of experience with muns?

I'm just starting to get a sense if what they're like. Well, how this one is like, anyways.

I've been in her headspace for a few months or so.

Is your mun a nutter, too?

[She's just curious.]

Yeah. Yeah she is. Gets too excited at the smallest things.

Maybe your mun is a chihuahua.

I wouldn't doubt it.

...Is she really that bad?

[Alisha was being a sarcastic bitch back there.]

Yes. She is.

Shit. I'm sorry to hear that. It must be a real pain in the arse.

[SHRUGS AGAIN]

We don't pick our muns. Just gotta deal with it.

Guess you have a point.

[Doesn't mean she has to like the point, though.]

How exactly do you deal with yours, then?

I just let her do what she wants. I can take anything she throws at me.

...You've got balls. I'll say that much.

[Brains? She's not so certain.]

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