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[ilikethemshort]

[On the SAFE edge of the forest... is there even a such a place? There is one gloomy teenager kneeling on the ground, surrounded by petals and massacred flowers everywhere.]

He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me... He loves me not.Oh dammit. This is getting ridiculous

Comments

[galacticfairy]

Are you going to leave something that important to chance?

[ilikethemshort]

Yes?

[galacticfairy]

No!

[ilikethemshort]

Why not? It's not like I haven't tried everything else.

[inoneshot]

Does that flower really deserve that kind of abuse?

[ilikethemshort]

Isn't this what most people do when they're bored and want to figure something out?

[inoneshot]

Ohh, I don't know about most people, Risa-san.

[ilikethemshort]

What about forlorn teenage girls without magical eight balls and a field?

[mmmdots]

[you can has a bed of dice-petaled flowers]

Do a dice roll!

[ilikethemshort]

Uh... how?

[mmmdots]

With those, of course! [points at the dice-petals]

[ilikethemshort]

. . . WHAT KIND OF FREAKY MAGIC THING DID YOU JUST DO?

[capthlock_rage]

... what are you doing?

[ilikethemshort]

Debating.

[capthlock_rage]

Oh.

... with a flower?

[ilikethemshort]

It's a tool for debate, yes.

[alwaysuserubber]

Na?

[ilikethemshort]

What?

[alwaysuserubber]

What are you doing?

[ilikethemshort]

Playing with flowers.