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Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Dare I Ask

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Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Oh No
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Do Not Think Me Some Gullible Fool
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Will Meet You In The Lobby In Full View Of Other People
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Or Not At All

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Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): You Know I Enjoy Your Suffering Too Much To Call Your Bluff, Right

[ she's just going to send him a picture of her standing there. every. ten. minutes. ]

[he sends her a picture of his dick]

[ if she could punch him through the phone... ]

[ sends him a picture of her flipping the bird every sixty fucken seconds. ]

Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): FINE
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Nowhere Remote, Though
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I'll Meet You At The Arcade

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[ somehow takes a picture of her flipping him the double bird, and then heads to the arcade. ]

[he'll make his way there, and take his sweet time]

[ she doesn't care, because she can keep herself busy playing all sorts of games! the claw machine is her current victim, and she's winning all of the cute plushies of her monster form, because, ngl, ...fucken adorable. she also tries to win a few leviathan and nero ones too, because she needs a collection~ ]

Well? I'm here. What is it you wanted to give me?

[ she ignores him. ]

[sighs]

Dva... what is going on with you?

Oh, hey, look who decided to show his face instead of just his dick. [ turns around and glares at him. ]

You were the one who--never mind.

[sighs]

It was... childish of me.

I was the one that what?

You wanted to see me suffer, yeah? Then how about doing so from up close. [ lifts up one of her arms and tears the thread out, visibly wincing because OW, but otherwise she doesn't seem to give two shits when blood just splashes across the arcade floor. ]

[ crazy, no?, completely in-fucken-sane. ]

[jesus christ]

Dva!

[ ...she might regret this decision a few moments later, because she staggers right back into the machine. she's been exerting herself all day and now gushing a bunch of blood on the floor was a stupid idea. no wonder people get mad at her. she really IS a fucken idiot. well. the brain bees thought it would be funny and while they're laughing she's feeling kind of... nauseous. this isn't funny at all. ]

I got Victor this, dummy. [ she ignores all the blood and just shoves the little bee costume at raven. ] Now go away so I can suffer in peace.

[he catches it and looks down at it in total surprise--this is what she wanted to give him? this is what all the fuss was about?]

...

Foolish. As if I could leave you like this. You're a mess... there's nothing enjoyable about watching someone wreck themselves.

[he moves closer and holds his arm out]

Come on.

[ he made the mole hill into a mountain. gg raven. ]

[ hisses at him through clenched teeth. ]

I'd love to know what your thought I had planned.

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