call me out v. 12.0

[misheard]

Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!

Comments

[blunders]

W-well...that's usually because I'm the one doing all the tripping, and I'm pretty sure no guy wants to deal with that...

[Felicia twiddles her fingers a bit, looking sheepish.]

I'm really, really surprised you don't mind that, honestly...

[goodbyepoem]

Saku's gotten me used to it.

[Thanks, best friend!]

I don't mind it at all.

[blunders]

...You really don't?

[Felicia twiddles her fingers a bit, not...entirely sure what to make of that. But she sounds hopeful?]

So you...wouldn't mind someone who can really only trip over herself? I-I mean, I'll do my best to make sure I don't trip around you too much!

[goodbyepoem]

I would really, definitely not mind you at all even if you tripped over me every single day.

[felicia please]

[blunders]

[saisei oh my god] I... [...She doesn't actually have a retort to that, but she does chuckle a little bit.] W-well...I guess you'd like that, I can, um...at least keep tripping over my words, for now! It'll at least make sure you don't get hurt! [that was such a stupid joke]

[goodbyepoem]

[That was an incredibly stupid joke. It was also adorable as hell, and Saisei's struck by how cute Felicia is and how much he wants to kiss her.

So he kisses her cheek. Briefly, just a peck, but it's a kiss.]

[blunders]

[--AHHHHHHHHHHH.

Felicia practically feels her head buzz, her cheeks reddening in an instant when the kiss lands on it's mark. God, it might not be wrong to say that her face is just steaming, even from the slight contact...]

O-oh, um--I...oh, wow...

[She's just. Gonna try to return that cheek peck as best she can! Because dear god she's running on adrenaline alone--]

[goodbyepoem]

[Saisei is still glowing from making Felicia blush that much from a cheek kiss when she returns the favor, and now he's blushing and stumbling over words.]

-I, um. You. That.

[they're such absolute fools in love they deserve each other]

[blunders]

I--uh--you too! Hee hee. [Felicia practically beams, though she hides her face in her hands--it's practically steaming red.]

[goodbyepoem]

[Words are hard. He has no idea what to do here, so.]

...Maybe, we should finish gardening?

[maybe they can finish that before they both combust??]

[blunders]

--O-oh! We should, right! I'm so sorry...I almost forgot!

[Let's. Let's get back to work before we die metaphorically, um--]

But...when we're done, do you...um...want to do something else..?

[goodbyepoem]

Sure! We can do whatever you want!

[he's gonna die.]