Call Me Out v. 5.0.1

[misheard]

CALL ME OUT .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ..

Comments

[aquaticrush]

[Enjoy your Blushing Porpoisegirl brand portable heater in the meantime. She's not going to move, though. Not gonna risk falling.

...Although that book on the desk looks interesting. Just gonna hoist up the cover... wow, that's heavy when you're small!

(Please don't be porn.)]

[unknownrival]

[It's not porn, it's a religious text. Sheesh, what do you think of him?]

[aquaticrush]

[It was plausible!

...probably. guilt guilt guiiiiiiiilt]

[unknownrival]

[He doesn't just leave that stuff out...!]

[aquaticrush]

[Okay, good point. She probably didn't want to read his porn, anyway. It probably has dashing, confident, buff overpowered men who are entirely not something she could ever live up to even with a binder, a muscle suit, and a hundred self-help books.

Now she's sad again.

What else is on here?]

[unknownrival]

[Well, there's the computer he uses to get to the community.]

[aquaticrush]

[s-should she look at what's up on the screen...

...she's really sorry]

[unknownrival]

[It's the community Retasu what were you expecting]

[aquaticrush]

[she doesn't know, maybe he made a post locked away from her talking about how much his life sucks or idek]

[self-esteem: she's working on it]

[unknownrival]

[love yourself]

[aquaticrush]

[she's working on it, it's not going too well

tiny fishgirl is contemplating putting the book under the washcloth when Issei gets back with it to use it as a mattress, though]

[unknownrival]

[That's fine, you can do that or ask him to do that.]

[aquaticrush]

[Gonna try and pull that book down... carefully. She doesn't want to nearly or actually fall to her death again.]

[unknownrival]

[Success! She did not die.]

[aquaticrush]

[Yaaaaaaay. Now to just sit around and wait for Issei.

She's just full of feelings right now.]

[unknownrival]

[He's back with the stuff.] Are you okay?

[aquaticrush]

I-I'm fine! [She gets up.] Maybe if we just put the cloth on the book -- that's not bad, is it?

[unknownrival]

Anything you want.

[He'll fix up her bed to her specifications.]

[aquaticrush]

Thank you! Is there anything else I can do?

[unknownrival]

Rest well and don't fall off.

[aquaticrush]

All right. ...Thank you.

[unknownrival]

It's the least I could do.

[aquaticrush]

[She gets into the tiny makeshift bed and closes her eyes, hugging armfuls of facecloth-blanket to herself.

She might end up mumbling apologies in her sleep. Or something more embarrassing also addressed to him. Either way, things are going to be very awkward the following morning.]

[unknownrival]

[Almost certainly, but that is for another thread.]

[aquaticrush]

[Caught-having-embarrassing-dreams-while-their-subject-was-right-there meme?]