[It seems that this conversation has been going on before the clock struck midnight, but of course its Hanna's dumb luck that he asks this at 12:04, so that the whole city can hear it.]
So um, I was kind of just thinking about it offhandedly because I'm not even sure if you'd uh....Want to, ever, but um.
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And the embarrassment begins. )
-I-I think you should've had this... Not over communicators.
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[Hiding his face in his hands. Seriously. More embarrassed than he has ever been in his life.]
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[It's just- Oh Enma, over the entire network was this sort of conversation.]
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God. W-why me?
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I'm not sure Enma has the answer for that... Do you usually have this sort of poor luck?
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[His luck is kind of awful.]
This is kind of the usual, actually. Though um, never really this bad, actually.
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No, I can't imagine it being quite like this usually.
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[And Galahad too, of all people. Damn.]
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. . .
[Wait for it.]
Why would his- ah- anatomy determine whether or not things were fine between you two?
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[He pauses from his face palming to look up, mouth opening and closing a moment. Hanna's face is once again as red as his hair.]
Well, he's um, my boyfriend?
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O-Oh! I see. I s-suppose at a certain level that could become an important fa-
[No, she can't complete that sentence. Her face is far too red, well blue, at this point. Time to save them both from this!]
I'm sorry to have pried. You really don't need that right now.
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[Hiding under his covers forever.]
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[Though forgetting will be a little hard...]
If it helps, you do seem like a nice young man. It was just... incredibly unfortunate luck.
[Just wait until a bit later, when she realizes something worse.]
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[Sigh.]
Uh, t-thanks though.
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I hope things go smoothly with you and your boyfriend.
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Thanks though!
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