week two | mingle

[showhost]

Welcome to week two, Teens Who Are Definitely Searching for Love!

Hopefully everyone got a lot of rest over the weekend, and are bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for the upcoming week, because there are a few things of interest this week.

But first, some changes of note in the house!

First: there is a giant rectangular box on the living room table, addressed to Lessing. It is a care package. The only thing in it is his sword.

There is some Bauernbrot bread on the counter. Ask Lessing about that too.

There is now a hot tub near the pool. It’s large enough to seat about six teens comfortably, but you can get more in there if you really try for some reason.

Okay I think that’s everything. Additionally, Tsukasa is here early this week! He’s looking pretty perky, seemingly recovered from the Match Ceremony, and he’s got some interesting info to share with everyone.

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[singurarity]

[ And she accepts him, carrying him back to the basin. ]

That's right! He tends to do that a lot.

This is Fou!

[ "Fouuuuuuuu..." ]

[willandaway]

Hello, Fou.

[it's such an earnest greeting, and Will reaches out to give the cute creature a hearty scratch behind the ears]

I'm Will. It's nice to meet you.

[singurarity]

[ Fou sniffs at his hand.

And huffs, a little. Someone's grumpy. ]

... He warms up with time.

[willandaway]

[definitely grumpy!!]

It's okay. I understand.

[directing his smile at Fou]

But we'll be friends in no time.

[is that a threat]

[singurarity]

...

Well, you heard him.

[ Fou huffs again. Louder. ]

Actually, while I have you here, wanna try that scavenger hunt thing?

[willandaway]

Oh, sure.

[TIME TO. . . take off his wet gloves and then dig his list out of his pocket]

What does your list look like?

[singurarity]

Like in your case, we should probably do a one or two-pointer like hugging or talking about something...

[willandaway]

[glancing down at his list]

[glancing up at her]

[looking at Fou]

[HMMMMM]

We could also take a nap together.

[is that bonding]

[singurarity]

... Is it easy for you to fall asleep with other people?

[ Like, Ritsuka can conk out easily for sure, but. ]

[willandaway]

My sleeping quarters back home are pretty small and cramped.

[so. . . yes. in a manner of speaking! I mean, they still have separate beds, but Will is also assuming that napping together means they don't have to share a sleeping space]

As long as you don't snore--

[singurarity]

Haven't done it yet!

[ So far so good! ]

[willandaway]

Then let's nap.

You look like you could use the rest, anyway.

[his real reasons for wanting to nap are revealed. . .]

[singurarity]

Huh? Me?

... Look, I'm still sleeping...

[ Come on now. ]

[willandaway]

I believe you.

[and he does!! but—]

But you've been working hard while you're awake. It's okay to rest sometimes.

[singurarity]

Old habits die hard, I guess... sorry. I can probably crash for an hour.

[ Easily, rather. ]

[willandaway]

Old habits, huh. . .

[and he starts making his way towards his makeshift camp, because where better to take a midday siesta than in the fragrant grass, bathed in warm sunlight??]

So you work this hard back home, too?

[singurarity]

Not exactly like this, but...

I do a lot of wrangling.

[ It's fine. She'll tag along, Fou now perched on her shoulder. ]

[willandaway]

[wrangling. . . that sounds familiar]

Can. . . I ask what you do back home? A lot of people here are students, but—

[as someone who never went to school he cannot relate]

[singurarity]

I used to be one, but I... took on a job that sort of led to...

[ She pauses, remembering what Anna had said. That Will's... really had bigger problems. ]

... Trying to save the world.

[willandaway]

[they reach Will's campsite, which is stocked with a few stolen couch pillows and some linens from the linen closet. enough for them to get nice and cozy on the grass. Fou can join them, too!!]

[he gives her a sideways glance]

That's. . . a big responsibility.

[he knows he is putting it mildly]

What are you saving it from?

[singurarity]

... Nothingness?

[ Getting replaced entirely by a whole new history? She's not sure how to explain that part, even as she sinks down onto the grass and Fou plops into her lap instead. ]

[willandaway]

[that is so vague, and yet. . . somehow, it draws forth a tiny shiver]

[Will plops down onto the ground as well, setting his bag and sword aside as he reaches for a pillow, which he then hands right to Ritsuka]

Nothingness. . . that sounds terrifying.

[singurarity]

It is.

[ With a wry smile, accepting the pillow to plunk on the ground and flop backwards onto it. ]

I've been trying to reverse it for a year now.

[willandaway]

[a year. . .]

Have you made much progress?

[he also flops onto a pillow, resting on his side so he can still face her as they speak]

[singurarity]

Yeah, you could say that. If it goes well, I should have only one more thing to deal with.

[ She hopes. God, she hopes. ]