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[pushesupglasses]

...and we will need a sofa. Something simple and traditional.

Pair of loveseats, upholstered in red silk brocade with a rose print. ♥

[ William and Grell got a nice flat, finally, but it’s still bereft of furniture. In an effort to make shopping as efficient as possible, whilst also emphasizing to Grell the importance of obedience,

Comments

[ninthserenade]

...A riding crop? Rope? Blindfolds? Hunks of Sir--Ew. I did not need that mental image on that last one.

[deathknellgrell]

Eh~? Why's that? It's a ~lovely~ calendar, haven't you seen the previews?

[ninthserenade]

It's just a bunch of dudes oiled down, isn't it?

[deathknellgrell]

You say that like it's a bad thing!

[ninthserenade]

Dudes aren't really my thing, man.

[deathknellgrell]

Oh~? Well. That's fine, I suppose.

More for ME!

[ninthserenade]

I mean, don't get me wrong, some guys can be kinda cute 'n all that, but... I dunno.

[deathknellgrell]

So they can.

[ Eyelash bat bat bat. ]

You seem to be of two minds on the subject~!

[ninthserenade]

Two minds? ...Whadd'ya mean?

[deathknellgrell]

You were talking about how men can be "cute."

Which suggests you might have an interest in such a calendar, after all!

[ninthserenade]

[VERBAL KEYMASH, GO.]

N-No--! That's crazy!

[deathknellgrell]

Methinks the gentleman doth protest too much~♪

[ninthserenade]

Y-Yeah, well, uh... Methinks the dude doth not protest too much!

[Yeah, he's just digging himself a hole.]

[deathknellgrell]

Whatever you say, sweetie~♥

Do you have a special friend, perchance?

[ninthserenade]

My name's Demyx, not sweetie.

You mean a girlfriend or something? Eh... No, why?

[deathknellgrell]

Not a girlfriend, not necessarily.

And I'm Grell Sutcliff, how d'you do?