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[foolmetwice]

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[HIT HIM UP WITH SOME MESSAGES SHOULD YOU CHOOSE]

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[foolmetwice]

Mars: what the fuck north







Mars: YOU'RE ON

[fullbodied]

NORTH☆STAR: Be there in 20?
NORTH☆STAR: 💖

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[foolmetwice]

[FFFFFFFFFFFFFFT]

[HEART]

[SPARKLE HEART]

[foolmetwice]

Mars: see you in 20

[he will be waiting for her just outside the arcade in 20 minutes]

[fullbodied]

[she's a little late but it's because-- she's carrying two crepes.]

Heyyy! If we're hanging out, we need food, right?

[foolmetwice]

[oh. . . crepes. . . he isn't much of a sweets person, but he knows she is, so]

Heh, well. If you've already got the food, then I can't refute that statement, can I?

[fullbodied]

[she's trying, but yes, she did totally get them for him. just beaming.]

Mmhm.

So, what game are we playing, huh?

[foolmetwice]

[he takes one anyway, his free hand resting in his pocket]

How about-- [nnnnot a shooting game, she doesn't like guns]

A racing game?

[fullbodied]

[he definitely has spared her a moment of dissonance there-- but also she grins at him.]

Racing, huh? You're on. Otherwise, I'll just keep saying nice things about you.

[foolmetwice]

[WOW]

If I win, you have to stop saying nice things about me for three days. Deal?

[what the fuck kind of bet is that]

[fullbodied]

Oh.

Okay.

And if I win, you have to accept all the nice things I say about you.

[foolmetwice]

[sticks out his hand, eyes gleaming]

You're on.

[fullbodied]

[he looks so evil and competitive, and here she is, looking sweet. as she reaches out to shake his hand.]

Deal.

[foolmetwice]

[TO THE RACING GAME!!!]

[and then he asks casually in between bites of his crepe]

. . . so how is Wild City coping with the whole, some asshole decided to get a little too stabby thing?

[fullbodied]

They’re pretending everything’s fine. [said with a slight annoyance]

Talon’s mad he got caught off guard at all and thinks it’s all his fault? Nychta just wants to finish eating the guy to make a point.

Silver is taking on all the responsibility of it. You know, normal stuff for us?

[takes an aggressive bite of her crepe]

[foolmetwice]

Sounds like all of you could use a vacation.

Heart took a road trip once. It was. . . nice?

[fullbodied]

Maybe...

[she exhales softly]

Yeah. A vacation would be nice. We have a new guy, and it would be a nice intro to him to the team... I’m officially not the newest member of Wild City anymore. It’s weird.

[foolmetwice]

[a snort as he takes a seat at one of the racing games]

Yeah. It felt weird when D.Va and Mercury arrived after me, too. But you get used to it.

[teasingly]

You get to pull seniority on them.

[fullbodied]

I’m the senpai now, huh?

[shes going to sit in the spot next to him, and grin]

Guess I’ll have to do that at some point.

[she will never do that]

[foolmetwice]

Because there's nothing better than pulling rank and going on a power trip.

[HE IS BEING CHEEKY AND SILLY. setting his half crepe aside to grab the steering wheel]

[fullbodied]

You sound as though you’re speaking from experience.

[he is being cheeky but— time to race.]

I guess that just speaks to how experienced you are, huh?

[foolmetwice]

I am, after all, a huge asshole.

[HE SAYS KNOWING SHE DOES NOT BELIEVE THAT]

[fullbodied]

A realist.

[while she still can say nice things.

TIME TO PROBABLY LOSE]

[foolmetwice]

[SNORTS]

[and he is going to KICK HER BUTT IN THIS RACING GAME]

[because he may find arcade games to be another form of stress relief]

[fullbodied]

[oh no, she lost?? She pouts. But also, she figured this might happen? No mercy then.

Time to finish eating her crepe in pouty silence]