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[acuteabove]

WHAT in person
WHERE Tidy Living Apartments
WHEN Day 132

[A very unusual-looking cutie is standing in the foyer of the Tidy Living apartments today. You definitely haven't seen them before. They are repeatedly pressing the elevator button, then jumping when it opens]

But I don't get it... I know the ding means get in, but who's opening and closing the doors...? Is someone here raising and lowering it? Ahh, and when I went upstairs, it was completely incomprehensible...

[Help them out?]

Comments

[divasterous]

. . . I think so, anyway.

[starspangledman]

I think so too.

[divasterous]

. . .



Ohhhh wow. I just had a full-on sudden meltdown after you tried to do something nice for me, huh?

[starspangledman]

It's all right.

[squeezes his hand]

[divasterous]

. . .

[sits up, leaning against Steve's chest]

. . . each time, it gets a little easier.

[starspangledman]

[wraps his arms around him]

You know I'll always be here for you.

[divasterous]

So it would seem.

[starspangledman]

[kisses his temple]

I love you.

[divasterous]

Let's go take a look around?

[framing his face with his hands]

[starspangledman]

[kisses him, chaste]

All right.

[divasterous]

[stands up, a little shaky]

[starspangledman]

[gets up, keeping a hand to Vasily's back to help steady him]

[divasterous]

[looking around, eyes going wide]

It's . . . beautiful?

[starspangledman]

It really is, yeah.

[divasterous]

Are you looking at me, or the scenery?

[starspangledman]

Who says I can't appreciate both?

[divasterous]

Nobody would dare.

[starspangledman]

The both.

[catches his hand, tangling their fingers together]

[divasterous]

[cuddles up close to him]

[starspangledman]

So, what first? Go for a swim? See what's inside?

[divasterous]

I'm overwhelmed, in a good way, you please choose?

[starspangledman]

[brushes his thumb over Vasily's hand]

Do you want to sit down for a little while?

[divasterous]

Sure . . .

[twining their fingers together tightly]

[starspangledman]

Come on, let's go.

[tugging him to the beach, giving his hand a soft squeeze]

[divasterous]

[starts fake staggering]

Oh no! Gravity is too heavy! My legs . . . can't hold me . . .