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

[hgeegh]

[Huh.]

Does school keep you that busy? I thought it was about the length of a regular shift.

[titlecard]

[ His eyes shoot open. He doesn't move otherwise, just staring up at the sky, silent for a little too long to be normal. ]

Uh... yeah. [ He wouldn't even believe himself. ] That and, um. Extracurriculars. And my grades aren't actually the best, I really should be working harder at those...

I guess I just lose track of time a lot, is all.

[ which is one way of putting it. ]

[hgeegh]

[Sanji stares. Mark is definitely doing something else with his free time. But he's not about to rat the guy out on a broadcast, so he cracks a wry smirk instead.]

Ah, right. Extracurriculars. How could I forget?

[It's a bogus reply from someone who has no experience with public education. Sanji isn't trying too hard, and he thinks the knowing glint in his visible eye should tip him off.]

[titlecard]

[ Mark rights himself to see the way Sanji is smirking at him. ]

... What do you think extracurriculars are??

[ why is he looking at him like that,, ]

[hgeegh]

[Mark looks confused, genuinely this time. Maybe Sanji overestimated him. His smirk evens out as he closes his eyes and leans his head back.]

Who knows. Extra classes?

[titlecard]

[ He's still sitting up, staring at him. ]

I... yeah. Extra classes.

[ He could lie and say something like he's on the wrestling team, but... no. People back home would figure that out pretty quick. This is the least specific and most plausibly deniable, so thanks for the inadvertent out, man.

Mark leans back against the wall of the tub, trying to think about how to make this less awkward. For him. ]

... I haven't taken any culinary ones, though.

[ And food always feels like a safer topic, ]

[hgeegh]

[They're definitely extra classes. Mark is way too honest and obvious as a result, though; does everyone always believe him back home?]

Neither have I.

[titlecard]

... You're self-taught?

[hgeegh]

I learned from books when I was a kid. [And he was pretty bad.] The damn geezer taught me the rest once we opened the restaurant.

[titlecard]

[ A moment of contemplative silence. ]

I guess learning like that was better for you in the long run, huh? I mean, like — on the fly, not having to worry about grades and tests and stuff. You just had to get it right right away.

[hgeegh]

Yeah. If I didn't, the damn geezer would kick me across the kitchen and scream himself hoarse.

[He recalls this with an amused smile. These are fond memories.]

[titlecard]

[ ... ]

I mean... if it... worked?

[ buddy that sounds like child abuse. ]

[hgeegh]

[Are you sure?]

It did, didn't it? We're going to make pizza together.

[titlecard]

... Right! [ does his best to match Sanji's happiness. It's a little strained, but he's trying. ] Right, that's gonna be good. Just maybe... nobody kicking anybody across any kitchens.

[hgeegh]

What, are you afraid? I wasn't going to. It'd be a waste of a perfectly good kitchen.

[titlecard]

I mean, a little. You kinda looked like you were reminiscing.

I'm all for the kitchen not being destroyed, for the record.

[hgeegh]

If I kicked half as hard as the damn geezer, there'd be a hole in the wall. That would inconvenience the ladies, so it won't happen. Besides, the point of the challenge is to help the team.

[titlecard]

... Right! Right.

[ Although Lessing would probably enjoy fixing up the entire kitchen, but neither of them knows that. ]

Just, uh, just making sure.