Oh my, Oh no

[wounds]

Who: Genos, Kido & YOU
What: A performance
When: Feb 12
Where: Club Fire
Warnings: None at the moment

[Check those sweet top levels]

Comments

[wounds]

I can't ruffle your hair but you can go declaring my undying love on stage?

[blindfoldcode]

You were the one who said I was your little sister. If you weren't prepared to face the consequences, that's not my problem.

[wounds]

I'm ruffling your hair again.

I'll ruffle it all the time. In public. I don't care.

[blindfoldcode]

I swear you are going to regret every decision you've ever made if you touch my hair right now. [She tugs her hood down over her eyes with force.]

[wounds]

Is that a threat?

[He'll start to move his hand towards her hair again.]

[blindfoldcode]

It is absolutely a threat, I swear if you touch me right now, I will out every embarrassing secret I know about you. On stage.

[wounds]

I don't care if people know I cook.

[He's... pretty maid-ish.]

[blindfoldcode]

I sleep in your room. Do you think that's all I have?

[wounds]

I'm kind of tempted just to see what you'd say.

[blindfoldcode]

I'd start with your giant goddamn school girl crush on Makoto.

[wounds]

That's not going anywhere.

[blindfoldcode]

I don't care, it would put it in the open an I'd stop having to look at your pining face all the time.

[wounds]

I'm still going to look the same, you know.

[blindfoldcode]

Remember when I said I didn't want you to go after this guy because you'd be miserable all the time?

You look like that.

[wounds]

I'll be happy just as long as I could see him more often.

[blindfoldcode]

Then ask him out. You'll see him more.

[wounds]

... Alright. I'll ask him.

[blindfoldcode]

Finally. Good. [And she even got out of hair ruffles.]

[wounds]

I'll ruffle your hair later.

[blindfoldcode]

I'll kill you.

[wounds]

You like me too much.

[blindfoldcode]

I can't have any weaknesses. You mean too much to me so you have to die.

[wounds]

[Oh my god you dweeb.

He attempts to get his hand under her hood and starts ruffling. Static be damned.]

[blindfoldcode]

You're dead to me.

[wounds]

[He just kind of drapes his arms over her shoulders.]

You care about me too much.