*once again, he can't keep the melancholy out of his tone, lingering wistfully on each word. he reaches for another scoop of cheesecake to choke his feelings.*
he told me you met. *he says through his next mouthful.* we're... kind of an item, or something.
*he wishes he could be more confident in that statement, but this is where the cheesecake comes in, forcing down the lump in his throat.*
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Date: 2023-09-11 05:30 pm (UTC)*once again, he can't keep the melancholy out of his tone, lingering wistfully on each word. he reaches for another scoop of cheesecake to choke his feelings.*
he told me you met. *he says through his next mouthful.* we're... kind of an item, or something.
*he wishes he could be more confident in that statement, but this is where the cheesecake comes in, forcing down the lump in his throat.*
it's gotten a bit... complicated.