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[foolmetwice]

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[HIT HIM UP WITH SOME MESSAGES SHOULD YOU CHOOSE]

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[foolmetwice]

[ugh shut up!!! turning a little red, not that joker can see]

mars: hey at least let me pretend!!
mars: i'm trying to be SMOOTH

[criminaljustice]

Joker: you're smoothest in person
Joker: so where can I meet you?

[foolmetwice]

mars: not my fault text doesn't convey the ~smoothness~ nearly as well
mars: where are you?
mars: if you're by the dorms we could meet outside and walk together
mars: otherwise, just meet me at the diner

[criminaljustice]

Joker: in the park
Joker: been needing some fresh air recently
Joker: tho: good news! Bad End has a balcony now

[foolmetwice]

mars: congratulations
mars: you're really moving up in the world

[but also, after he sends that he is making his way towards the diner, so. MEET HIM THERE JOKER!!!]

[criminaljustice]

[DINER, IT IS.

... he is dressed like so, ftr.]

1/2

[foolmetwice]

[. . . hot]

[foolmetwice]

[meanwhile, Mars--]

Took you long enough.

[tries to snag his hand!!]

[criminaljustice]

[hand is snagged!]

Wasn't wearing my aerodynamic bike outfit.

[as if that would actually slow him down but also...]

[foolmetwice]

You should've had the foresight to dig it outta your closet.

[his hand!! him hand. . . anyway now that they're in person, Mars is. . . not making any efforts to lead Joker inside? hm]

[criminaljustice]

Thought we were having dinner, not bike races.

[he has noticed this oddity and will call it out, but also handsqueeze? what's going on, RenRen?]

[foolmetwice]

Oh, we are. I'm starving.

[. . .]

But I wanna tell you something before we eat.

[. . .]

[. . . . . .]

[. . . . . . . . . . .]

[criminaljustice]

[...]

... you sure that you're not just letting your stomach talk for you?

[like, bruh. are you going to stay quiet until your stomach growls or something?]

[foolmetwice]

[SHHHH LISTEN]

[turns red]

What-- no! No. I'm not. Just-- I gotta.

I gotta psych myself up.

[MARS]

[criminaljustice]

Okay?

[aren't you so lucky that the dating protag is not used to being on the other side of this set up, so he's just kind of vaguely amused and charmed?]

1/3

[foolmetwice]

[yes :( don't tease him. this is taking a lot!! A said it so easily but he's not A, he's Mars, and Mars sucks so badly]

[this time he is determined not to use buddy bond to get his feelings across!!]

[this time]

[he will use]

[his words]

I--

[foolmetwice]

L. . . l.

L.






L.

[foolmetwice]

I like pancakes.

[no]

[criminaljustice]

Ren.

[that is not what you're trying to say.]

[foolmetwice]

What? I like pancakes.

[he is actually neutral on pancakes. they're too sweet for him]








Just kidding I love you now let's go eat pancakes OKAY LET'S GO.

[yanking Joker into the diner like HAHAHA HE DIDN'T JUST SAY THAT]

[criminaljustice]

[OH MY GOD

no, he's digging his heels in to keep from being dragged.]

Ren?

[WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY, MISTER]

[foolmetwice]

-- what!!

[turning to face him again, his cheeks painted a nice, deep scarlet]

What? What'd I do?

[criminaljustice]

You didn't do anything wrong, just... slow down a second.

[he is also flustered but not sure if he heard things right or if he just heard something he wanted to hear or--look, reality hard???]

[foolmetwice]

[. . . slumps a little, gaze flickering away, but. he calms down as he shoves his fluster down]

. . .

[a deep breath, and. . . more earnestly:]

I love. . . you.

1/?

[criminaljustice]

[... hold up.]