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week four | mingle
Welcome to your fourth and final week, teens!
There aren’t many changes around the house today: it seems everyone is dialed in on what needs to be done and the upcoming week. Everything that was on the fritz last week is now back to normal, aside from the Dress Up Your Blorbo curse. You can still do that at will.
Anyway, it's fine that all seems quiet.
There’s plenty going on anyway this week.
Dates | Embrace Space | Property Damage, etc | CR Event | A Thing
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Submissions
There aren’t many changes around the house today: it seems everyone is dialed in on what needs to be done and the upcoming week. Everything that was on the fritz last week is now back to normal, aside from the Dress Up Your Blorbo curse. You can still do that at will.
Anyway, it's fine that all seems quiet.
There’s plenty going on anyway this week.
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Submissions
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For us? Thanks, Nene! Which Overseer is it?
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[ Sanji gets one starring himself and all of the girls in the house, titled "I, A Humble Chef, Am Hired To Serve The Beautiful Concubines Of the Emperor, And I Do Mean SERVE." ]
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One moment passes, followed by another.]
. . . ?!
[Blood gushes from both of his nostrils. He slaps his other hand over the lower half of his face. Can't risk any of it getting on Nene.]
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W... would you like a towel....?
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[His legs buckle, but he catches himself at the knees, which tremble like a newborn fawn's. He tucks his chin in toward his chest, so that she doesn't have to see this and he can stem the flow a bit. His voice is weak and strained.]
I'm fine, so don't worry . . . I just . . . need a moment.
[Slight tremors overtake his shoulders. At the same time, he flushes up to the tips of his ears and the backs of his hands when he catches a glimpse of a random page from where the book hangs at his side by the spine.
Oh, no. The flow is getting worse. Choking, he whirls around on his heels and bolts for the bathroom.]
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she'll read HER porn alone in bed like god intended ]
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