DATE WITH THE DEVIL

[treehouse_luci]

SO, AFTER THINKING ABOUT IT, I REALIZED THAT DEAN AND I, WHILE WE HAVE A GOOD DEAL IN COMMON, DON'T GET ALONG VERY WELL.

DETERMINED TO RECTIFY THIS... I ASKED HIM OUT. NOT ~ROMANTICALLY~... JUST TO GO OUT.

TO EVERYONE'S SURPRISE, HE SAID YES.

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[queen_insane]

.......

DID YOU HAVE FUN?

DEAN NEEDS CONTACT SOMETIMES, IT'S STRANGE BUT THERE YOU GO

[ahmnomnom]

DUDE I DIDN'T HOLD HIS HAND. LIKE AT ALL.

[queen_insane]

DEAN I CAN CLEARLY SEE THE PHOTOS.

[ahmnomnom]

HE FUCKED WITH THE PHOTOS.

[queen_insane]

DEAN YOU ARE A LIAR. NOW WAS IT FUN?

[ahmnomnom]

I'M NOT LYING THIS TIME

..... MAYBE

[queen_insane]

...

WHAT DID YOU TALK ABOUT?

[ahmnomnom]

I DON'T KNOW. STUFF. CARS. YOU.

WHO ARE YOU, MY MOTHER?

[treehouse_luci]

YES. I ACTUALLY DID.

[queen_insane]

I'M GLAD YOU HAD FUN!

I HOPE YOU AND DEAN TALKED?

[treehouse_luci]

YEAH. WE DID.

HE ASKED ME FOR MOISTURIZING TIPS 'CAUSE MY HANDS ARE SOFT.

[queen_insane]

THEY ARE SOFT.

VERY.

VERY.

SOFT.

I LOVE YOUR HANDS.

[treehouse_luci]

REALLY.

LOVE MY HANDS, DO YOU?

[queen_insane]

LIKE WHAT THEY DO TO ME.

[treehouse_luci]

/SMIRKS/

ME TOO.

[queen_insane]

DO YOU THINK YOU AND DEAN ARE EVEN CLOSE TO BEING OKAY WITH EACH OTHER YET?