dear_mun | On applications and...such.

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On applications and...such.

You are aware that most people consider me an absolute tit, and those are the people that actually like me, right?

I can't believe you think shoving me into some new places is actually going to do a lick of good.

And you know what? I'd actually like to get LAID at some point! The soldiers at Ostagar laughed at me! Tried to get me into bed with a pretty elf!

I DON'T want a pity shag, Makers breath.

I'm going to die a sodding virgin.

Maker I hate you.

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You're still a virgin?

*Carver groans*

Maker not you....

Andraste's sweet buttocks, I did not want to know that!

[Oh, that's...cute.]

And that would be your first priority?

You put something like that out there, of course I'd pick up on it. I can't say I've any idea why you'd admit to that, though.

You could have ignored it! You are such a tosser.

Aaaaand of course you show up! Maker!

Could have, but really, why miss out? As you have. On sex, apparently, among a great many other things, including sense of humor, your brother's beard, need I go on?

No! Well...No! But...I haven't....and I'm a guy...

And so you should have a tumble before you die, is that it?

[She's teasing you, champ.]

I absolutely do not want my brothers beard!

*Carver scowls* And sex...no ones...no one....

That'd be...I don't...

*and that stuttering, blushing bashfulness is exactly why he's never had sex*

I can't believe you never visited the Rose.

[Anders shakes his head, smirking just a little.]

Maker knows we ran into your Uncle there often enough.