perderivina
“…mm? you’re back so late i thought you were akhtar.”
mortesarte
“dear me, are you pouting? why are you so upset, darling?”
morsfame
"⠀⠀but that's silly.. i see no reason for her to be acting that way. i already know she's a nerd. in the kindest most loving way, i say this.⠀⠀"
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mortesarte
“perhaps because you know each other so well, xe feels a certain… hm…” morthelme considers his words, gently stroking along enecor’s hair. “esremrual may feel he has to impress you. or ensure you have this perception of him in your head.”
morsfame
"⠀⠀i have not considered that! because its silly- shouldn't it be the other way around..⠀⠀" she sighs, just good natured complaining as she curls up with her head in his lap.
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perderivina
“you wanted to see me? i’m busy, make it quick.”
owlsette
“you're an interesting individual, but i've never seen one quite like you. what bequeathes this particular visit?“
godselysia
so you finally answer.
perderivina
oh. it’s just you.
perderivina
so how long are you staying this time before you run off again?
perderivina
akhtar made the mess. not me.
perderivina
can you pester morthelme over this instead..?
perderivina
i’m not— doing that.