[I hate that I had to think so hard about an unequivocally happy memory that I eventually asked the mods if it was fine to use something from this game. Anyways, as she glances his way again, he'll experience something new. It's warm and fond, the kind of butterflies that normally come with dumb teenage crushes.
And she's going red as soon as she realizes what that was.]
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I got away from 'em for a while. That's better than some.
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[I hate that I had to think so hard about an unequivocally happy memory that I eventually asked the mods if it was fine to use something from this game. Anyways, as she glances his way again, he'll experience something new. It's warm and fond, the kind of butterflies that normally come with dumb teenage crushes.
And she's going red as soon as she realizes what that was.]
—Um.
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Sanji quickly turns away so she won't see his face but his shoulders are shuddering in that way that implies... laughter...
There are so many hets in this game, he's dying.]
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[It's sputtered out as soon as she realizes he's laughing, and she's immediately going red.]
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[Surprise, Sanji is the W3 victim, killed by Natalie in the kitchen. He deserved to die.]
I'm stopping, I swear!
[... Well he stopped laughing, but grinning? Nah, that stays]
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[She's absolutely shoving at him, though it's light.]
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[He flops over...! Okay not completely but he's noodly from previous laughter]
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