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[demonspawn]

IT'S FACE-SUCKING SATURDAY

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anons reply with character names.
ur character + that character = facesucking.
underagedchans can hug or hold hands etc.

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[waiting]

He doesn't run my life. [ He says that more firmly and insistently than he probably would while sober, leaning in to make his point -- except they're pretty much too close already, so his nose just ends up bumping into hers. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

[Which, in proper form, just makes her give a small gig- scoff a laugh. Because April Ludgate does not giggle. Even when drunk. And she will kill anyone who says otherwise.]

Mmhm. Yeah. Those 20 hours a day following him around don't cut into anything. Thanks to those new 36 hour days the sun god gave us.

[waiting]

[ Hopeless. He gives up on detaching her, turning his head so his breath fans over her lips. ]

Okay, maybe I do spend too much time with the guy. It's not like anyone's jumping to invite me to parties.

[aggressiveapathy]

[there's a mall smile with that]
so. Invite yourself.

[waiting]

[ Too bad he's too close to see that smile, though he can almost hear it. Dubiously: ]

Was that a come-on?

[aggressiveapathy]

If you have to ask? No.

[Waaay too close to be sticking her tongue out again. So she just has to settle for an eye roll.]

[waiting]

[ He's not gonna dignify that with a verbal response. In fact, he's just gonna go ahead and kiss her, TAKE THAT. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

[Well fine then. Be that way. She'll just have to reciprocate.

so there.]

[waiting]

[ this is like turning into the weirdest game of not-gay chicken ever, but whatever, rolling with it!! it's a battle of wills, who'll give up first?!

anyone else and this might actually be passably hot counter makeouts. surprisingly enough, bradbury actually seems to know what he's doing. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

[Hot makeouts take second place to proving a point April can't remember.

But hey, while she's here and all, she'll wrap her legs around his waist too.]