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[purple_pliers]

[It is a day. A day in your life. What are you doing?

Violet is flying around with a homemade jetpack, wobbling occasionally when she tries a fancy maneuver, but generally displaying competence -- although she is occasionally going closer to the ground than every innocent bystander might be comfortable with.]

((OOC: I will be tagging this, but go

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[actsmean]

Nuh-uh, forget it. They're not gonna sell you one of those in Sky Mall.

[tasteslikehair]

I know. They only sell jetpacks for two.

[actsmean]

Because nothing is romantic as potential fiery death from a great height.

[actsmean]

Hey honey! I've been secretly wishing I was dead for the last 20 years of our marriage. Unrelated, I bought you this lovely anniversary present.

[tasteslikehair]

Oh no.

[tasteslikehair]

I didn't buy you a present.

[actsmean]

...Well, then you have until the end of the day to find me something really spectacular. In the meantime, we'll forget all about this conversation.

[tasteslikehair]

Okay!

[actsmean]

Good girl.

[tasteslikehair]

Oh wait I know what to get you! BRB!

[tasteslikehair]

[FINDS YOU AGAIN probably like three hours later]

Here!

[hands you a biiiig pot of flowers and a pair of scissors]

[actsmean]

[That was such a nice three hours]

[--actually smiles a little]

Hey, not bad.

[tasteslikehair]

Well, yeah! Twenty years is a big one!

[actsmean]

[Snip. Snip. Snip.]