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

Comments

[singurarity]

You mean don't make it into a competition and no wagers? Sure, I think I can manage that.

[ Thank goodness for banter, as she genially bumps against his side before facing him properly. When is this supposed to get easier, she wonders. ]

Ready?

[haircared]

Yeah, yeah, yak it up.

[ Accented with a slight eyeroll, before turning her way and putting a hand on her shoulder. It should be fine, he's an affectionate guy who's always putting an arm around people and lingering close. Even so, he's not used to going quite this far, at least not in a game.

The banter really does help. He sighs once before leaning in, tilting his head to press his lips to hers once gently. ]

[singurarity]

[ He's an affectionate guy, yeah, which is what she's telling herself. Even though kissing is entirely different and despite herself, Ritsuka's face feels warm. One hand moves, to rest over the one on her shoulder, to try and ground herself and after a moment, she leans in to meet him because she refuses to let him do all the work here.

Equally gentle, and she leans back after a bit, definitely red. ]

Victory? [ Task accomplished! ]

[haircared]

[ Oh, that is definitely her hand over his. He wasn't expecting that, and it almost startles him, perhaps evident in the slight flinch he gives during their short-lived kiss. It's not a bad flinch — just a surprised one. He'd generally thought most people would play this game in the most mechanical, through-the-motions way possible, but her hand atop his takes him out of the game a bit. ]

Yeah — guess so. [ What's left of the energy of his eyeroll is still lingering when he pulls back, heaving out a much longer than necessary sigh. ] Though I thought we weren't making this about winning and losing.

[singurarity]

[ She just scrunches her nose at him. Don't send those eyeroll vibes at her, young man. ]

I meant for the points, not us competing. I stick to my word.