Headed for rekindleme. Hopefully.

[herecomesthehurt]

While I appreciate your determination, your work ethic so far hasn't inspired a lot of confidence.

[Like that barely started application that's due in less than six hours.]

Finish it or don't finish it, I guess. It's all the same to me.

[...Paine, hun, come on.

Give me something else to work with, here.]

Fine. If you want my honest opinion, I don't get why you picked this game. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not really the hugging type. But between that and some of the other places you send the people in here...well, I'm not complaining.

That's all I have to say on it. Just try not to get distracted before it's due, why don't you? That is, assuming you're really serious.

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[herecomesthehurt]

[Well that's...strange. It can talk, so it's probably not a fiend, but what in the world...]

Not everyone.

[She's not trying to be mean. Just honest.]

[digientelechies]

[His ears, which had been fanned out, shrank a little in size for a moment. His voice is a little wary.] Ohh... [Then his ears expand again and he flails his little arms excitedly.] Maybe you just haven't found the right hugger!

[herecomesthehurt]

I really don't think that's it.

[Sorry little guy.

She really does think you're kind of cute, though. She just doesn't feel the need to say it.]

[digientelechies]

Awww okay. But you can make friends if you go, right?

[herecomesthehurt]

[A smirk.]

We'll see how it goes.

[digientelechies]

Good luck! [He truly means it. Everyone should have friends!]