Conversation Space: The Ultimate

[powersthatbe]

You feel as if you've stepped through a door.

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[breakaleginhalf]

"Beverages-- oh my god." He rubs his face with one hand. "You can't lump shit like chairs and skills in with basic survival needs, holy fuck."

[cupidand]

She blinks slowly at him.

"... you know, you're a mortal," she says, thoughtfully. "You could write me a list of the general likes of mortals and I could take it with me to the next meeting."

[breakaleginhalf]

He looks back at Lovers as she talks.

Then stares for a few seconds.

Then takes his arm off the couch so he can rub his face with both hands.

"I mean, I could, technically, yes. But the fact that you need lists at all means they're not gonna work as much as you want."

[cupidand]

"Well," Psyche says. "Do you want some chocolate or popcorn while you think about it?"

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[breakaleginhalf]

He just snorts. "Could isn't would, babe. I'm not doing dicks for you."

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[cupidand]

At that point, Gil will find himself dumped back where he started off from.