-- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering entranceway 10 --

[hamburellakind]

so uh
who's my moirthingy here?
dave or uh
vriska?
or somebody else?

[Private to Wonka]
so um
i guess since i
need somebody to hate
so
uh
i'm coming for you wonka
i'm coming for you
>:(

[Private to Santana]

i um
left something outside your door
i hope you
um
well
just let me know if you got it!

[Outside the door she'll find this in an envelope on the floor.]

Comments

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Mostly some kids at school, if I thought they were worth my time. Then there are the classic celebrity crushes that everyone has. But, like I said, never acted on 'em. They were either taken, didn't swing my way, or it was gone in about a week.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Didn't swing...

[Confusion?]

You had a bunch of lesbians at your school?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

We had a couple who were out and out lesbians.

[He never really did find out John's stance on this stuff, but...now's as good a time to find out as any. Dave hesitates briefly before plowing on.]

In this case, Egbert, I'm talkin' about both sexes.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[Hang on. Let that compute.

Blank staring.

Blank. Staring.

Staring blankly.

Staaaaaring.

Ding ding ding!]

So you're duosexual?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[The derp is staggering, John. Dave waits patiently for it to sink in and then almost, but not quite, smiles. If he does it's super small.]

Bisexual, Egderp.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Uh-- yeah! I knew that.

[He did. He was just so surprised.

Which is probably why this bursts out:] Did you ever have a crush on me?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Oh, God, John. Dave relegates him as the God of Derp and the King of Awkward.]

This is enterin' the territory of awkward, an animal that won't mind tearin' us to pieces and eatin' 'em. If you're worried about me makin' a pass on you, then you don't have to.

[A nice way to avoid the question, if he does say so himself.]

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[Blushing forever and heading over to sit in a chair with his ice cream.]

Good. That'd be awkward.

[Pause.]

Which is probably how Santana felt. Whoops.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

No shit, Egbert.

[Dave finishes up and puts the bowl on John's nightstand, and then relaxes on the bed with his hands pillowing the back of his head.]

With this event, the awkward meters get pumped to extreme levels. So, what're you gonna do 'bout this?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Hide in my room?

[SIGH.]

I dunno. Should I tell Santana I'm sorry and find somebody else to woo?

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that sounds like an idea. Apologize when the event's done. Feel a bit better now?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Thanks, man.

[Pause.]

And I won't tell anybody you're half-gay.

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

No prob.

[Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffft.]

I appreciate it, bro.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

[BUNP.]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Bunp right back atcha.]

How 'bout we just do some video games for a few hours?

i just wanted to use this icon shh

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

That sounds amazing, bro.

lmfao

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

You pick first.

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

Mariokart.

[TO THE CLOSET!]

[urnewkingbitch.livejournal.com]

[Dave will go chill out near the TV, then.]

What character are you gonna go for?

[hamburellakind.livejournal.com]

Mario! Duh.

[An oldy but a goody.]