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★| "It kicked my ass, I felt so bad. I look like crap, there's no life-hack. It's pounding through my temples. It feels like every season my nose is plugged or leaking. Don't ask me out, I'm indoor. We sneeze in Sacramento!"

Some time passed. A decent amount of time passed.

Robert sighed, running a hand down his face — taking care to avoid the already-sore bruise Invisigal left him with earlier — when the comline on his desk crackled suddenly.

"—Uh. Robert?"

Sonar’s voice came through in that same flat, bored monotone he used for everything, even abject panic.

"Robert. Robert Robertson. Robert. I need— Robert. I need— I need assistance. I'm stuck. Mentally and physically."

Robert pinched the bridge of his nose.

"How physically?"

"Uh... Coupé seduced me."

There was total silence across the channel. Then:

"What?"

"She seduced me. And now I'm in... a situation."

Prism chimed in, voice sharp, deeply offended by the very concept:

"Seduced? Seduced how? Like— you’re hideous. No offense."

"Emotionally seduced," Sonar corrected.

"Also physically seduced. She— uh— clicked her little wing heels together and said something French-sounding, and now I'm definitely trapped. I believe this is a trap. Might be a trap. Probably a trap. Definitely a trap."

‡ Relationship Unecided ‡

★ Whoevea ★

† Haha wow look who it is †

† Forgot how funny this game is †

† Anyway its bat man †

† Uhh prism next i guess idk †

† Hope yall fw it †

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♪| Lyrics from Dance Gavin Dance's "Ember" |♪

Artist: @valrayishere

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