roses @ hollyheights

[ineuphony]

Do I really have to be so... direct about this? What ever happened to being subtle? Why add more to the "comedic" factor when this by itself is enough? You truly are impossible, sometimes. I regret the pep talk I gave you earlier about letting ideas come to you. I like it better when you weren't doing anything with me at all and wondering what to do with me.

Sheesh... -- If she faints and goes into a concussion, I hope your conscience annoys the heck out of you.

Comments

[procrastinated]

I think most of these muns are more concerned about the comedic factor than they are about actual common sense.

[ineuphony]

Yeah, I know. I don't know why I keep expecting any different.

( SIGH. )

[procrastinated]

...so, by the way, what exactly are you being direct about?

'And what was that about fainting and a concussion? Isn't that a little much for whatever goes in that place?'

[ineuphony]

It's... a little complicated. There's this girl from home and she's a first year. I don't know too much about her, but she's a real nice person. The Landlord is handing everyone roses and she wants to hand me a red rose.

But the roses have side-effects. Red usually means romance so...

[procrastinated]

...so... so wait. That means you're going to be forced into--

[Love. Huh. Huh.]

[ineuphony]

Uh-huh...

[procrastinated]

[...he feels as if he should say "Go on." for some reason, but he bites his tongue and thinks of something else to say.]

Is this supposed to be a recurring thing?

[ineuphony]

Whaddya mean?

[procrastinated]

Being forced into romantic-comedy-esque situations with your classmates or friends.

[ineuphony]

I have no clue anymore. I should honestly stop questioning.

[procrastinated]

I guess in the long run though, this is pretty harmless. A cliche love potion doesn't have to result in any kissing or anything above that, right?

[ineuphony]

Er...

[procrastinated]

...good grief.

[ineuphony]

At least you don't have to deal with it.

[procrastinated]

I'm glad I skipped out when I did, then. I have too much on my plate just by existing without having to involve magical roses.

[ineuphony]

Like what?

[procrastinated]

...I guess, given my point at the moment, I have to go back and repair my timeline at some point.

[ineuphony]

Repair your timeline? How are you supposed to do that?

[procrastinated]

I haven't thought of it yet. I know it involves my friends and time traveling.

[ineuphony]

I definitely wish you luck on that.

[procrastinated]

Thanks. I think I need as much luck as I can get when it comes to dealing with time travel.

[bloodiedchain]

... that would imply our muns even had consciences in the first place.

[ineuphony]

...

You're right. Guess I should had known that.

[bloodiedchain]

No kidding.

What'd your mun think of?

[ineuphony]

Having me be in love with one of my friends.

[bloodiedchain]

... what's the problem with that?

[ineuphony]

I rather not be in love with a friend?

ignore my two-charactering up here i'm in a mood ok

[hoodwinking]

Are you afraid she'll drag you out of your boring life and have you actually be exciting for once?

no i wont ignore it

[ineuphony]

What makes you think I'm afraid of anything?

[hoodwinking]

I can tell just by looking at you, of course! You look like the type who would be afraid of completely silly things.

[ineuphony]

Please, I've dealt with plenty when I was on Thor.

[hoodwinking]

Being courageous when there's danger doesn't excuse being a coward when it comes to silly things, like everyday living.

[ineuphony]

Ugh, whatever. Why are you talking to me anyway? Shouldn't you be harassing someone else? Like Gilgamesh.

[hoodwinking]

Because it's fun harassing you. That, and I'm not quite into speaking with royalty anymore.

[ineuphony]

He got sick of you, huh?

[hoodwinking]

...he didn't get sick of me.

[ineuphony]

You're pretty certain about that?

[hoodwinking]

I'm positive. I got sick of him.

[ineuphony]

Really.

[hoodwinking]

It's the truth. Him leaving first doesn't mean I didn't get sick of him first.