7 Minutes In Heaven

[misheard]

The Rules:

1. Comment with your character name/fandom/prefs in the subject line
2. Comment around, you're now trapped in a closet and must kiss whoever you're trapped with! It can be just a simple kiss on the cheek or something a little...more. It just has to last for at least 7 comments each!
3. You don't have to start right away. Build things up! It's more fun that way.
4. ???????
5. Profit~

Comments

[strippedofgrace]

What? What'd you see?

[papillonmagique]

... T-that note... [Pointing at said note saying what they have to do to get out.]

[strippedofgrace]

...

.......

No.

[papillonmagique]

Maybe there is a vent or something we could use to get out- [Just going to start looking for one now.]

[strippedofgrace]

Could maybe try to set the walls on fire.

[papillonmagique]

I do not wish to burn to a crisp, Lucifer.

[strippedofgrace]

...Yeah, probly not.

[papillonmagique]

[She snorts and leans against a wall, crossing her arms.]

Then lets wait and hope someone will eventually let us out.

[strippedofgrace]

How likely is that?

[papillonmagique]

It will happen at some point. It is not as if we can get out, unless we use... 'that' method. [Her face turns faintly red, and she shakes her head.]

Which we will not. So we just have to wait.

[strippedofgrace]

...Are y'sure we shouldn't just get it over with.

[papillonmagique]

Excuse me? You are the one who said 'no' first.

[strippedofgrace]

Yeah, well I'm blamin' you for this!

[papillonmagique]

Excuse me? How is this my fault?! The last thing I wanted was to be stuck in a small space with you.

[strippedofgrace]

Never said it was your fault. Said I'm blamin' you.

[papillonmagique]

In that case, I am blaming you. Since I am certainly not the one to blame here.

[strippedofgrace]

I blame you more.

[papillonmagique]

You are the devil. Therefore the blame falls most on you.

[strippedofgrace]

You're an angel. Blame on you.

[papillonmagique]

Nope, you are to blame and that is that.

[strippedofgrace]

No way.

[B| except it's more like #| cause hair.]

[papillonmagique]

Yes, you- [Pause. And then she sighs slowly.]

How about you shut up, and then we can both pretend that the other isn't here as we wait this out. That sounds like a rather nice idea.

[strippedofgrace]

Fine.

[Then they ignored each other for about a year.]

[papillonmagique]

[Or until Zoe's already short temper just snaps completely. So about ten minutes at most.]

Ugh, we may as well get this over with! It will be easy enough to pretend we are kissing someone else!

[strippedofgrace]

No way, you'll taste disgusting.