puppycrush2 | week two

[ mark is like

her new bro for real now actually. he gets it. she'll clink her dessert to his. ]

To sweets!

[ digging in... mm. blackberry. actually, this would be really good if she stirred it up and got everything in there... except the cones of course those are being set aside and saved for last as god intended. ]

I asked you a lot of questions before, so how about you throw some my way? You know, to be fair.

[ shortly before she takes a pretty hefty spoonful of parfait and proceed to press her hand against her head in pain... give her a minute she'll be okay but oh my god. ]

To sweets!

[ And he's taking a big bite, immediately having to navigate around not making a mess. He's also watching Anna stir her parfait up and is thinking to himself that he's gotta try that next, but first, his eclair... ]

Mmph. [ Yes, but give him a second to swallow. And another second to wait for Anna to come back to him. There's probably a bit of that in their near future but it's gonna be worth it.

And once she's recovered, ] How'd you know Will was the one for you? I mean, was there any specific moment or feeling, or did you just kind of... know?

[ he's not even questioning the possibility that she could be wrong. just fully anna-pilled at this point ]

[ .............

yeah there's no chance she's confessing the truth. the cameras might have caught it, but not a single other person in this house knows why they're "dating" and it's staying that way. on her end. ritsuka might have a feeling it's not the whole story but anna won't tell. she takes a smaller bite this time, seeming casual. ]

When I looked into his eyes, I could feel it. That magnetic attraction that defies all reason and logic. We knew in an instant we were meant for one another, [ which is gonna be sooooo funny if they aren't a perfect match ♡ ] and so there was no way I was gonna let the chance slip. Besides, he asked me so confidently, how could I say no?

[ here's to you will hoping to god mark doesn't ask him the same thing and reveals anna's chucked a cute and sneaky lie about who asked who out. ]

You've just gotta follow your heart. It knows what you need more than your brain does.

[ He's chewing thoughtfully as she answers. Follow his heart, huh... ]

I don't know if I've ever felt that way before. Or not that certainly, at least. I... wow.

[ An impressed little exhale at her conviction, because he isn't sure if he's felt that certainly about anything. He's also absolutely not questioning her version of things; TBD if he ever ends up asking Will. ]

How do you do that? Know what your heart is telling you, I mean. Sometimes it feels like my brain is just so much louder.

[ it's the self-doubt and anxiety mostly ]

Oh, I just don't think.

[ bluntly ]

[ ... ]

How???

When a thought I don't want comes, I just cut it off! Like turning off the TV!

[ ............

okay so that doesn't work when her imagination gets ahead of itself but that's different. ]

But more seriously, [ and she's digging out some of her parfait to spoon it over to mark, ] I just sort of do the first thing that comes to mind. It's like, why not? What's the harm? I mean, there's a total difference if it's something hurtful, but if you... let's say, wanna kiss someone, just do it! Especially if the mood's right!

[ this is terrible advice please don't take it. ]

[ Oh, parfait. Yes. He's just finished off the last bite of his eclair so he'll gratefully accept her spoonful, making a muffled sound of delight as the new flavour bursts in his mouth. Everything here is so... good...

More seriously, back to Anna. He really has to stop and think for this one (thank god for the mouthful of parfait granting him those crucial extra seconds of silence), because him being impulsive is... bad. For someone like Anna, sure, he can see it — look at how well things are going for her so far! — but Anna can't ram her way through an entire building. for example.

... He needs a better example than that. Swallowing, ] You don't think it's different because I'm a guy? [ yeah that works. ] I feel like— I feel like I should try thinking a little more. I just... really don't want to hurt anybody.

[ "look at how well things are going for her so far" she is actively waiting for that other shoe to drop. ]

It sounds like you're thinking too much already, actually. You're never gonna get anywhere nailing your feet into the ground like that... I don't think anyone would get the wrong impression from you though, Mark-kun, it might actually be a little thrilling.

[ getting through this parfait... she's gonna split the leftover into each waffle cone ear and hand one off to him so she can have the other. ]

But let's start off small. Make excuses and find reasons to hold someone's hand and be close to them. That's a kind of impulsiveness too. Adds in a little thought, a little planning, but it's purposeful.

[ Things are going so well for her!! Look at how much further ahead she is of him already (they are still at the exact same point when it comes to determining their matches).

The waffle cone is going to be so good... he's just going to eat a K*rby macaron to mask the fact that he probably is thinking too much, and also the surprise at the idea of him being thrilling. That feels like something he shouldn't do, but... he could... ]

Excuses, huh... I think a little bit of thought would be better for me than being totally impulsive.

[ Impulsiveness also feels incredibly dangerous for him... ]

I like that, though. Having purpose... I'm going to try that. I will.

[ Will he actually? That's TBD, but at least the sincerity in wanting to try is real. ]

You'd better! I'm not letting you leave without some kind of experience, Mark-kun! You and Lessing-san feel as old as Sanji-kun looks, but I know you're young like the rest of us!

[ with a point!!! of her spoon!!! before she's downing her waffle cone and moving onto a plate of W*ddle D*e pancakes. ]

So you've gotta know the thrills and chills of romance. Of intimacy. Of being so close to someone, and not being able to do a thing about it! It's essential!

[ ...

is it, anna. ]

[ He laughs, perking up as he goes for his own waffle cone. It really... kinda does feel like he's aged a lot in just the past couple of months. ]

Okay, okay! [ It's said fondly, like hey! He gets it! But also she has a point, and he will absolutely continue to listen. ] I'll have an experience. I'll feel that way! I mean, hopefully it's all just a good feeling, but I'm going to do my best. Really!

Oh, it'll be painful, but that's just how love is. Roses have thorns and all that jazz.

[ nothing beautiful comes without pain. probably. except these delicious desserts which are perfect and could never hurt someone a day in their life. ]

You just can't let it keep you down. You're always gonna stumble and maybe scrape a knee or two, it's just a matter of getting back up again. How're you supposed to look ahead when the ground's all you see, right?

[ omnom. spoke like a real philosopher here, shortly before she stuffs her cheeks with sweets. ]

[ He pokes away at his parfait remnants with a spoon. But he doesn't want it to be painful, he's already had that...

Looks back up as Anna gives her pep talk. ]

I— I mean, that does make sense. I think. [ Takes a bite, thinking it over. ] That's... actually kind of one of the reasons I'm here? I was down before, and I guess this is kind of one way of me picking myself back up.

[ she's soooo wise ]

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