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[foolmetwice]

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[HIT HIM UP WITH SOME MESSAGES SHOULD YOU CHOOSE]

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[foolmetwice]

[ah. . .]

[. . . he wonders if she's having a rough night. she must be, if she's texting him so late]

Mars: come to my room, then
Mars: i'l show you something

[mapsio]

[ give her like, a minute. ]

[ she steps into his room with a blanket draped around her. ]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . cute. . .]

[Mars is in his pajamas!! sitting on his bed, which he hops off of to greet her]

Well, doesn't someone here look cozy.

[mapsio]

As cozy as the early morning hours can be.

[ plus it's cold af. ]

[foolmetwice]

[slides an arm around her shoulders (. . . where he thinks her shoulders are under the blanket) and leads her towards a MYSTERIOUS NEW DOOR in his room]

They can be pretty cozy. Depending.

I didn't show you my cool coffee lounge yet, did I?

[mapsio]

You haven't! Sounds like a crime of the highest caliber.

Show me, show me!

[ GOOD AIM, those are def shoulders. ]

[foolmetwice]

I am, I am!

[PERFECT. time to open the door and--]

[Prim finds herself walking into a well ventilated smoking lounge, PVC air ducts connected to an air purifier and filter constantly pumping any pollution out. The room is very dimly (or relaxingly, depending on your perspective!) lit - a HSS-style couch and a single ufotable with a self-cleaning ash-tray being the only furnishings available. The floor is carpeted and checkered, though it's impossible to tell what colour it is on account of the mood lighting that tints everything a garish and almost grating but very hip magenta. Monitors behind a granite-topped café counter display Mars' room, which is assuredly a very useful feature. The hanging lamps in the room do not have adjustable brightness, but the flexible steel cords they're attached to can be bent into any given position to direct the light, if anyone ever feels the urge to point all the lamps away from themselves or to interrogate someone while relaxing in style.]

[there's a fancy coffee siphon sitting on the counter along with some mugs, a bag of coffee beans, and a coffee grinder. IT'S A SMOKING COFFEE LOUNGE]

[mapsio]

[ Oh this is fancy. ]

Did you buy yourself a lounge so you could smoke inside?

[foolmetwice]

Y--

[CALLED OUT]

. . . yeah, maybe.

[mapsio]

Sooo?

Can I have some coffee?

[foolmetwice]

[guides her towards the couch]

Only if you sit down first.

[mapsio]

I assure you I have been sitting down all night.

[ Regardless she takes a seat and pulls the blanket around her. ] I worked super hard today you know!

[foolmetwice]

[SOMEONE MISSED HER LIVE, but Mars lets out an amused noise as he slips behind the counter and starts brewing some coffee]

Did you? What were you up to all day, then?

[mapsio]

B, Yvette, Silver, and I did a “live consultation” live. We were giving advice, and makeovers.

They were all dressed like me, it was very cute.

[foolmetwice]

[. . . omg]

I bet they weren't nearly as cute as you, though.

[mapsio]

[ Showing him a picture of them. ]

I don’t know...they look pretty cute.

[foolmetwice]

Eeeeh. . .

[wags his hand back and forth in a so-so gesture]

[mapsio]

[ shoves his shoulder. ]

...I did want to ask your opinion on something.

[foolmetwice]

[circles the couch to give her a freshly brewed cup of coffee (it's good, though not AMAZING, it's clear he's been practicing)]

Yeah, sure. What's up?

[mapsio]

Would you feel put off if someone tried to make you open up to them without even hardly knowing you? Or compared your unit to theirs?

[foolmetwice]

[wh]

Uh, yeah? What the hell. Why would I spill my heart out to someone who barely knows what kinda person I am?

-- and that comparison had better been a good one or else I'm gonna go punch someone.

[DON'T INSULT HEART!!!]

[mapsio]

[ WOBBLES HAND ]

I did not think it was fair to either team, really.

[foolmetwice]

. . .








Who are they. I'm gonna punch them.

[mapsio]

It doesn't matter.

[ Sipping the coffee. ]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . :/]

[FLOPS AGAINST HER SIDE, but doesn't push]