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.

Embrace Space | Property Damage, etc | Dates | Mini-Event
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Submissions

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[hgeegh]

[Finally, finally the bottle lands on a cute girl. Sanji almost cries from a combination of joy and relief as he throws his arms up in triumph.]

Yes!

[And then his fists fall as reality catches up to him.]

Ah, but . . . Ritsuka . . . ?

[singurarity]

...

I don't think I've ever seen anyone react so, uh. Quickly from excitement to... not...?

[ You good, Sanji? ]

[hgeegh]

[No.]

Before we do anything . . . I want to say that I'm sorry. I broke your bed earlier.

[singurarity]

... Eh?

[ A little blankly. ]

Broke... it?

[hgeegh]

I'm sorry! I didn't realize it was yours. [He wouldn't care half as much if it had been another guy's.] It's not exactly usable anymore, but that's okay! You can use mine—it's on the lower level, too.

[singurarity]

[ Not exactly usable?? What the--

Wait, hold on-- ]

I'm not going to take your bed from you. [ Automatically. ]

I've slept on the floor a ton of times, that's not going to be a problem. [ RITSUKA. ] Are you okay?

[hgeegh]

[Sanji's eyes bulge.]

You can't sleep on the floor! Listen, I'm fine. I always go to sleep late and get up early, anyway. I'll just use one of the couches. [He all but throws himself down before her, despairing.] Please, Ritsuka! Don't sleep on the floor!

[makeine]

[ huh............. she remembers this. the stench of desperation.





but like, for love's sake, just to be forgiven and ritsuka not to sleep on the ground. ]

She can bunk with me if she wants. I don't mind sleeping with her.

[hgeegh]

[He snaps his head up with a gasp. There's Anna with a pair of glorious wings sprouting from her back—a veritable angel in this wretch's time of need.]

Really?! What a relief!

[makeine]

[ she

absolutely adores sanji. truly. he's so funny and considerate of others. ]

Sure, if Ritsuka-chan's fine with it. It'll be like a sleepover!

[ like, every day is a sleepover, but. you know. ]

[singurarity]

[ why this ]

I mean, indoor floors are a lot better than caves... and packed-down dirt... Sanji, seriously, I'm okay?? [ PLEASE GET UP ]

[hgeegh]

[That just makes him feel worse. He looks up at her with watery, guilt-ridden eyes.]

No! You didn't come this far to sleep on the floor. If you won't take mine, why don't you share with Anna . . . ? [She did offer.] Anything but the floor!

[singurarity]

[ She's just reaching down to try to tug him off the floor. ]

Okay! Fine! I'll share with Anna-chan!

[ Just get up??? ]

[hgeegh]

[Oh, thank goodness. He gets up on his knees like a man raised by celestial grace, sniffling.]

I'm so glad . . . Now you won't have to sleep on the floor, because of me . . .

[singurarity]

It really wasn't going to cause me any problems...

[ Oh boy. ]

Um, so the bottle--?

[hgeegh]

Right!

[He almost forgot! Sanji's cheeks pinken as he thinks about the bottle and what it entails.]

D-do you have a preference?

[singurarity]

Nope! I trust you.

[ Just like she trusts Josuke. These guys won't do anything deeply uncomfortable, she's sure of that. ]

[hgeegh]

[This trust is a gift from the gods themselves, and Sanji shan't abuse it. He could melt from the joyous anticipation! As much as he would love the forehead or a cheek o-o-or there, delicacy is important, so he holds a hand out while rubbing the back of his head with the other.]

Then . . . can I have your hand?

[singurarity]

Here you go!

[ Brightly, extending her hand. It's all yours, Sanji. ]

[hgeegh]

[Look at this beautiful hand he's been granted for a spell. Sanji's heart rate skyrockets as he gingerly takes her hand in his and guides it up to the level of his chest, dropping the one at his head the while. His lips wobble from the effort to contain his grin and maintain some semblance of cool before this very fine lady.

Then, with all the care he can muster, he raises her hand just a little higher and meets it halfway with the duck of his head and his eyes shut. His lips graze the back of her hand for a long, reverent, fleeting moment before Sanji lifts his head to flash a modest smile at Ritsuka.]

[singurarity]

[ And Ritsuka smiles back. It's a little embarrassing to have her hand kissed like this, she's realizing, but she can handle it a little better than the full-fledged kisses. Still, the reverence... ]

Geez, way to make a girl feel like royalty for a second there!

[hgeegh]

[She smiled! He pulls back, allowing her hand to slide smoothly away from his. Inwardly, he's pleased as punch that this should be his first kiss to a girl, even if it was indirect.]

All ladies should feel like princesses. It's the least you deserve.