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[persistor]

●●●●○ THESA

red
@r (27), cloudbank.

CONTACT

IGNORE

I WAS A: singer.

I'M SKILLED IN: music.

I'M LOOKING FOR: not your business.

ALSO, I'M: voiceless.

Comments

[persistor]

[ Don't turn this back on her???? ]

That was the only chance we had.

Have you ever had apricots and almonds?

[desistor]

[That icon is like 20x too sad for this stupid thread. But look, he'll try to take this seriously, just for her.]

together?

[persistor]

[ She's so tired. ]

Yeah. The recipe calls for it.

[desistor]

[Baking is serious business.]

don't think so. sounds pretty good.

[??? is this helpful.]

[persistor]

[ :| ] Wanna come have a taste?

[desistor]

don't think I should...

[Swords don't get to eat tarts, probably. Don't rub it in.]

I'll stick around, though. celebrate your victory.

[persistor]

[ She'll do whatever she wants, since he's being a giant jerk. ]

How kind of you.

[ And then she goes back to baking, before the next break she gets. She catches his eye, and quickly texts a — ]

You're getting all my bad angles from there. [ He should come closer. ]

[desistor]

[he's being Very Supportive, thank you very much. winningly—]

couldn't if I tried.

[You have no bad angles, Red. C'mon.]

[persistor]

[ There you go Boxer, here's the exasperated smile you were probably looking for. ]

You could have come closer instead of trying to butter me up.

[desistor]

[Nice, he'll take it. There's a joke to be made here re: baking and butter, but he manfully restrains himself for her sake.]

figure you didn't need me underfoot, over there.

[persistor]

[ Wow what a gentleman she's so touched. ]

I don't know if I'd call you "underfoot".

[desistor]

[and they say chivalry is dead, etc.]

what would you call it?

[persistor]

Moral support.

This is getting hard.

[desistor]

you've beaten worse odds.

[She'll be fine, probably.]

[persistor]

That's a lot of faith.

[ The text that she deleted: I was with you. ]

[desistor]

[this was supposed to be a stupid thread, stop making it worse.]

hasn't let me down yet.

[persistor]

[ Why would I. ]

You know, it's your fault if my head gets too big.

[desistor]

never was much of a critic

[besides, all this artsy stuff is her domain, not his. he tries, but. y'know.]

Akira sent me a snapshot. think you missed your calling in Cuisine?

[critic or not, this is definitely a joke.]

[persistor]

I don't think they would have let me pick Poison.

[desistor]

[Don't be morbid, Red.]

probably a good reason for that. maybe don't let anyone see over your shoulder.

[Y'know, at what she's typing.]

[persistor]

I'm sure it's fine.

[ Obviously anyone can see that she's just talking about how bad she is at cooking!!! ]

[desistor]

the tart, you mean?

[He knows what she means.]

one way to find out.

[persistor]

Boxer.

[ This is the most useless conversation they've had in a while but she can't stop engaging him apparently. ]

[desistor]

[stop boomeranging me.]

Red?

[persistor]

[ Nah. ]

I bet you could have come this way at least 20 times, by this point.