Trash

[awedprowess]

Jirou, when you awaken, please offer reassurances that you are not still distraught by the poorly researched comments of the Ombra data collector. You should know that true affection differs vastly from a cheap fling one discards for garbage once used.

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[sheepless_sleep]

I am not distraught.

[awedprowess]

Good. It would distress me to see you so over such a trifling matter.

[sheepless_sleep]

Really?

And did you compare Yukimura to a used tissue?

[awedprowess]

Most definitely.

Nothing so nice.

[sheepless_sleep]

♥ Aww I knew you were a big softy.

Oh you're naughty! What's worse than a used tissue?!

[awedprowess]

Your pleasure is mine, Jirou.

An object whose initial use was not so satisfactory. I would propose a prostitute but I'm led to believe they at least they can please for a night.

[sheepless_sleep]

And a sweet talker too~

Huh, probably, how else are they going to make money? Maybe it's like something geared at girls that you definitely wouldn't need.

[awedprowess]

That could indeed be it.

[sheepless_sleep]

But I don't know. If we're talking about Yukimura, he doesn't seem that bad to me.

[awedprowess]

I am sure he does not. Indeed, when I am asleep with the door locked, I find him quite tolerable.