So apparently, love is in the air. in the fact, the Sphere is practically swimming it.
If, course, by love you mean one of the following:
- "non-romantic" bouquets left on the doorsteps of friendly rivals who does that
- perfect strangers forced into strained awkward social situations over coffee
- cat fighting through the journals over Gungnir of all people
- buying your best friend of the auction block just to save his ass
- doing the stupidiest thing you've ever done in your life, like ever. ever.
Pardon me, folks, it's been one of those nights days. I kind of wish I could just stay in and build make-believe fort with my pillows and sheets, but there are cocoons waiting with my name on them, and playtime is so totally over.