week three | mingle

[showhost]

So, uh.

Welcome to Week Three! We’ve officially passed the halfway point, and after a super, duper successful Match Ceremony, I’m sure the teens are feeling all hyped up and raring to go.

Right?

Regardless, there are a few changes this Monday morning to greet the teens:

• First off, there is a new bathroom! Oooh, aaaahhhh. Three whole bathrooms in the house for the teens now. Enjoy.
  
• There is also a set of video games in the living room to connect to the TV. They are pretty much all multiplayer party games like M*rio C*rt. Don’t kill each other.
  
• There are a few packs of dorayaki now scattered around the house.
  
• There is also a piano now in the living room!
  
• On the counter in the kitchen, there is also some paper and writing implements, like basic ballpoint pens. Wait, doesn’t that break the rules?

Tsukasa’s extremely loud and obnoxious voice is not here to greet you guys this morning, which means it seems there isn’t a Task for the week–

But something else seems to be going on.

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

Comments

[willandaway]

[yeah. . . Ritsuka and Lessing have not been nearly as obvious as Will and Anna themselves have been, but their easy comfort with each other is hard to ignore. especially now, when they're displaying it so keenly for everyone to see]

I'm rooting for them.

[makeine]

Me too. I wanna see Ritsuka-chan's face.

[ when they're right mostly not when they're wrong. ]

[willandaway]

Her face?

I don't know if she'll act too differently from how she is now.

[makeine]

I hope she smiles so wide she strains her cheeks!

[ cmon!!!! cmon!!!!! the music is starting!!!!!! ]

[willandaway]

[THE DRAMA. . . THE INTENSITY. . .]

[makeine]

Oh, that looks fun.

[ floor is lava... ]

I wanna go swimming now.

[willandaway]

[beach. . . white dress. . .]

[. . .]

[NO WAIT DISTRACTED BY A PERFECT MATCH]

— ah!

[makeine]

[ she just assured asa you weren't a pervert???????????? ]

See! See! That's what I'm talking about, Will-kun! You see her face?! That! That there!

[ pointing like it's a football game-- ]

[willandaway]

You were right. . . it did change.

[AND THEN THEY KISS]

[OH NO ////]

[makeine]

I told you!

[ hahaha. ahhh. ahhhhhhh...

... slumping back against him. playing with his fingers now. ]

This totally didn't solve anything, though. Like, we knew they were a match. And I'm without a bed partner now...

[ ... ]

Unless you wanna move in.

[willandaway]

[letting her do this, his fingers twitching to seek out hers on instinct]

[AND CASUALLY, LOOKING STRAIGHT AHEAD--]

Well. . .

[. . .]

I wouldn't mind.

[even if camping outside with her had been nice, too!!]

[makeine]

[ ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

my gooooooooooooood







no one in this house is gonna escape it. ]

'Kay. Put the couch pillows back though, you can sleep on mine.

[willandaway]

[HER PILLOWS. . . WITH HER LINGERING SCENT ON THE SHEETS. . . oh my god that's gross. but poetic? but gross]

How many do you have? I don't want to hog them.

[makeine]

You're not gonna hog any of them, Will-kun. I'll just sleep on you.

[ duh, ]