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[dranksforthememories]

WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

Comments

[willnotwatch]

[he's about to reply affirmatively when the urge to sneeze again hits him, and he covers his mouth in preparation but what actually comes out is:]

I'd also like to be intimate with you at some point.

[wait

it's true but you shouldn't say it turns out he can visibly blush]

[coldhand]

[that stops her from eating, blinking in surprise. not so much the sentiment. because she... sort of guessed. but she didn't expect him to just say it]

Not now?

[runny noses aren't sexy T'Challa]

[willnotwatch]

[NO HE LOOKS VERY FLUSTERED WHAT JUST HAPPENED HE DIDN'T MEAN TO EJECT THOSE WORDS OUT OF HIS MOUTH]

I'm sorry—of course. I'm not sure what came over me just now.

[coldhand]

It's okay. I didn't mean... [she didn't mean to sound so shocked.

she was just

surprised]

I wasn't expecting that.

[willnotwatch]

... I've hardly been subtle.

[coldhand]

It's not that I'm not interested.

[willnotwatch]

[huffs, a soft, acknowledging noise]

I know. [just... circumstances? he gets it.] Please know I don't expect anything.

[coldhand]

I know you don't. You wouldn't.

[willnotwatch]

But the fact of the matter is, you are a very attractive individual, Sergeant Barnes.

[coldhand]

You're going to say that now?

[with the red nose and the red eyes? really?

it's not a strong argument though. at least this time she doesn't bring up her scars.]

[willnotwatch]

If you really must know, yes.

[coldhand]

Oh. [blinking, unable to argue that]

[willnotwatch]

It's cliché, but I appreciate your personality.

[coldhand]

My personality. Guess that’s still about the same...

[still unsure why]

[willnotwatch]

You realize that affection can't be explained by logic or data, yes?

[coldhand]

I know that. It’s not... [not like she’s all logic all the time]

It’s not that I don’t believe you. I just don’t see what you see.

[willnotwatch]

Maybe someday.

[coldhand]

Maybe... [she gives him a feverish, shiny look, still unsure] There’s a better chance we’ll sleep together though.

[willnotwatch]

I'm happy to hear I haven't been entirely rejected.

[coldhand]

I’m not blind, your Majesty.

[willnotwatch]

I understand that, but generally most people consider other factors as well.

[coldhand]

I know. And I do. Believe me, I am—I would be.

[willnotwatch]

We don't have to have this conversation right now.

[coldhand]

Okay... Sorry.

[willnotwatch]

[shaking his head]

I mean, if you aren't comfortable with it.