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==> Dirk: Introduce yourself.
The one and only.
I enjoy HORSES and BUILDING ROBOTS and STRIFING and RAPPING and most importantly, PUPPETS.
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> This was such a good idea. There's zero anxiety in your chest, not as you watch Dirk deliberate your offer. You know that he wants to. Why else would he have kissed you?
> There's nothing else to be said. You cup Dirk's face properly and lean in.
> You blink owlishly, eyes wide as you stare up at Jake. He's beautiful, despite the neon alterations. It makes you so, so nervous.
Uh...
> It takes another moment of consideration. When are you going to get a chance like this again?
... Okay.
> You can tell he feels like a cornered animal. It makes you want to coo and soothe him, stroke his hair. You have a better idea.
Well?
> You're so close. You lean over his shoulder, arms slung around him, tilting his head back with a gentle hand.
Let me return the favour.
> Without your shades, you are vulnerable. Jake is here, seeing your raw and open self. It makes you nervous.
Uh. I mean...
> If Jake is offering, why would you refuse?
Well...
> You smile and tuck the shades away into your sylladex, safe and sound. You can *see* the gears turning in his head.
I just think its hardly fair that i left you hanging!!
> You're so excited, you're floating. You have been this whole time. You circle Dirk.
So?
> You tense even further, watching Jake's hand, blinking once as he removes your shades, and...
Oh.
> Jake is here to return the favor. You let your hands fall.
You... okay. What?
Its your birthday you silly goose!
> Dirk is a smart boy. You trust he can put the pieces together. Especially as you get even closer...
I ought to give you a present right?
> Your free hand raises to his face, plucking his shades off with ease. His eyes are beautiful.
Um...
> Jake is bright and green and red. He's a mess of vibrant colors and it is overwhelming your sight. You swallow thickly, suddenly unsure of yourself.
I don't... I don't know.
> Like this, you just can't stop staring. Dirk is handsome. Anime handsome — All sharp angles and mystery.
> And yet, you saw through it, just for a split second — And you want to, again.
Hehe... You really dont know?
> You drape an arm around him. Close.
> Jake is so close to you, he's practically radiating with a sickening smell of sugar. It's different than usual. You frown.
Encouragement? To do what?
> Probably to tell you that what you did was a terrible mistake. You're prepared to hear it.
> You don't fight it, but you definitely stay close. You've missed Dirk!
Oh come onnnnn. Whats so bad about it?? Im an adult i can handle a little candy!!! Ehehe.
Plus i... needed a little encouragement so to speak!
> You feel a tightness in your chest. Whether it be from the crushing hug or the worry twisting up your insides, you aren't too sure.
Oh, Christ.
> You gently try to push Jake away.
And they gave you that stupid fucking candy? Why the hell would they encourage that?
> You persevere even despite his wet blanketness, giving Dirk a tight, tight squeeze.
Oh hush up. Its not that bad!!!
> You pull back, looking at his pretty face. He looks so nice.
I just gave callie a little visit and she offered me some friendly advice!!!! Hehehe.
> The bright colors practically burn your retinas as you watch Jake step closer. It's a strain, even through your shades.
Um.
> You tense into the hug, unmoving. You do not hug him back.
This is way worse than day drinking. What the hell did you do?
> Everything in you BEGS for you to tackle Dirk right over and snog him. But, you are conscious enough to only take a few steps closer, arms outstretched.
There you are!!
> You grab him. It's a tight, crushing hug.
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> You have your hackles raised. It's confusing to hear how excited Jake sounds. You are expecting to have your lights knocked out in the next few moments.
Listen, you don't exactly have the best track record for day drinking-
> The neon attire catches your attention.
Oh.
> You can hear him coming closer. The quick-step beat of your own heart matches the way you knock. You aren't scared. You are just so gosh darn EXCITED!
Oh no not at all! Ive got much better things to be doing than day drinking thats for sure!
> Whip open the door at top speed.