XLVIII

[wilder]

[Hi Paradisa, have the sound of a pen tapping against the journal]

[Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap-]

[Finally the sound stops and there's a melodramatic defeatist groan]

Ugh! Fine I give up!

Hey Paradisa! How are you all?

Tell me, what's a good way to kill a lot of time without going crazy? And please, nothing about reading, training or playing in the snow.

Thank you! ♥

Comments

[wilder]

I know, I know. You should take heart that were you any other, I may have even considered it.

[hard_talker]

[he snerks] Flattered as I'd be, dude, you ain't my type.

[wilder]

Please, I'm everyone's type. ♥

[hard_talker]

Not named Nora, not my type. Ta-daaaaaah. Sorry to bust your bubble.

[wilder]

Well aren't we defensive of your attractions~?

[hard_talker]

We and our or you and your, dude, be consistent. [can you hear the smirk?]

[Zelos]

And it isn't that I care whether or not who likes who or any of that crap, you can kiss turtles for all I care. I just.... Nora's my girlfriend, and I love her, and I don't wanna mess around. Even the Christmas bullshit bothers me, remember?

Mark

[wilder]

[So. Flately]

Oh yeah. I totally forgot for thirty seconds you were in a relationship with her and was actively trying to seduce you, my bad.

Zelos

[hard_talker]

[and just like that, all the air goes out of him]

Fuck.

I'm sorry, I .... I didn't mean it like that. I don't know what my damage is.

Mark

[wilder]

You're young, you're in love, you're insecure and I got a rep?

It's cool, I've heard worse.

Zelos

[hard_talker]

... [he's about to say that he's not insecure, but well - something about the way Zelos just brushes him off like that pisses him off more]

Geez. Okay, Kettle. Well, the pot's gonna be over here minding his own fucking business. Sorry I tried to make you laugh.

Mark

[wilder]

Huh?

[Meanwhile Zelos, being his emotionally stunted self, is just effing confused. In his eyes he wasn't brushing him off so much as just showing he wasn't upset or had his feelings hurt by, well, any of this. Even the sarcastic jab hadn't shown any hurt feelings as just 'dude relax i know you got a girlfriend']

What do pots and kettles have to do with anything?