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✉ ☏ ☕ CELTY STURLUSON
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//PROFILE: full
- Age (Physical): Early 20's
- Height: 174 cm (5'8.5'')
- Occupation: Vehicle Mechanic, part-time Gourmet Chef, deliverer at Thistle Do Nicely
//INVENTORY:
- initial: her bodysuit, her helmet, her cellphone
//OTHER:
Living Arrangements: Apartment
CYbuddy: N/A
//PROFILE: full
- Age (Physical): Early 20's
- Height: 174 cm (5'8.5'')
- Occupation: Vehicle Mechanic, part-time Gourmet Chef, deliverer at Thistle Do Nicely
//INVENTORY:
- initial: her bodysuit, her helmet, her cellphone
//OTHER:
Living Arrangements: Apartment
CYbuddy: N/A
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Hey.
[The word doesn't come off as strong as he wanted it to.
Sakamoto stands with his hands in his pockets, searching for the right words. He could continue as if everything is fine, but the farce just doesn't feel right. Especially when she's so honest.]
Did I make ya upset, back there? It's okay to be mad.
[And, with an ounce of hesitation.]
It happens all the time! I've got a big mouth. A big stupid mouth! I'm stupid.
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You didn't make me upset, I think I was just embarrassed with myself. I'm sorry for making you worry.
But I realized something while I was outside
Do you remember when I asked if we could wait?
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2/3 i lied
He wracks his brain for any hint of information, something about waiting, waiting like-]
3/3
Yeah?
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I'm not sure if I can wait anymore.
1/?
It's something warmer, more beautiful, it makes him feel downright happy on the inside-]
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HE ISN'T PREPARED fOR THIS????????????????????????????????????]
3/?
4/4
THIS IS ALL WRONG
DOES SHE KNOW WHAT SHE'S GETTING INTO, THE STATE OF HIS PRIVATE PARTS IS JUST AS BAD AS THE DRAIN OF AN UNCLEAN SHOWER DORM! He turns towards her, only to say:]
I don't think you understaaaaaaaaand! It's a tropical forest down there!
[And, in a poorly attempted whisper:]
And a lot of bush, too.
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A tropical forest?
[ ????? ]
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There's a lot of hair on my head, right?
[Solemnly:]
That's not the only place it grows.
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he's talking about pubic hair. ]
That's fine.
It's normal for humans, isn't it?
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[He misunderstood.]
It's very thick.
[are you talking about each pubic hair individually
this is truly a test of strength]
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No, I mean "fine" as in it's okay.
I don't mind.
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It's as if he's tried everything, unconsciously, every not-so-subtle trick in the book to push her away. He runs after her like some sad, lovesick puppy, with the expectation of being kicked. Commitment is terrifying, terrifying and disgusting, but she's not asking for that.
Sakamoto knows very well they both can't commit to anything else- What they're committed to, first and foremost, is work.]
Is this what you really want?
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Yes.
[ even if they can't commit, it's still okay to want, isn't it? there aren't a lot of things she'd wanted in her existence, but this. this relationship with him is something she wants very much, despite the prospect of pain and heartbreak. to her, it's worth it. ]
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Does she know what she's getting into? Sakamoto dives headfirst into these kinds of things without thinking, because they don't require any thought. There's nothing but skin between him and his usual partners, no nights spent together in solitude, no moments shared between passing glances.
It's all been sex, just sex.
Sakamoto hasn't known anything more, anything better- A part of him cries out in alarm, he shouldn't want to. If that's the case then maybe he will hunger for it, maybe his appetite will become insatiable in due time. But whatever better judgement he has, it's silenced by the anguish of his neglected body and aching soul; he longs to be with someone else instead of isolated in his misery.]
Then let's ditch this joint.
[The curly-haired buffoon's voice is confident, despite the tears he feels welling up in his eyes. He takes her hand.]
Where to?
[Uttered calmly, with a quiet laugh.]
A dirty bathroom doesn't have the right kinda atmosphere- For that sort of thing.
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this would be her first time and hearing him say it just cements that fact even further. yet there's no apprehension; she's nervous, yes. no one has ever gotten this close, not even shinra and it's... a little scary.
she tells herself that it's fine, that there's a first time for everything. she trusts sakamoto and she trusts her feelings. it'll turn out okay. ]
Come home with me?
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"Come." Just the words in her voice make him feel light-headed, and he's excited by the prospect of something real. Maybe he'll learn what it's like to really make a girl happy, privately, intimately.]
Sure.
[He tightens his grip.
The stars in this sky may not be his own, but they sure look beautiful tonight.]