Time for some mouthwash

[lucetimods]

Who: You! Yes, you!
What: Well the event is over. So um. Yeah.
When: Today! The 19th! Whenever you wake up, so long as its after midnight.
Where: Well, just about anywhere, wouldn't ya say?
Summary: So like, there's these people. They think they're in love. But suddenly the experiment is over and they're all like, "WHOA! I can't believe I totally made out with you!" But the other one is like, "Oh my god, gross!" and the other goes, "Come on it was awesome!" But the second one is like, "You pervert, I'ma kill you with my space lasers!" And then shit blew up and it was awesome. The End.
Rating: Tame-ish? I mean, are you guys really gonna wanna smut in this log too? Seriously.


Okay it's after the event. Suddenly you realize you're not in love! Maybe the person you were with fell asleep next to you. Whaddya gonna do now? Awkward abounds! The village fractures! True Love loses yet again. So much for that being the strongest force of all, am I right?

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[alloys]

[It's an easy promise to give. Because he isn't going to talk about her. He doesn't even know her. False acquaintance--false affection--doesn't count. Why the hell would he talk about her life when he doesn't want to talk about any of this, period?

He turns, only slightly, to make eye contact for the first time since she kissed him.]

I promise. There, happy?

[fleurdesel]

With you? Never.

[It wasn't enough, but it would do. Who would believe him anyway.

She grits her teeth and goes back to gathering her clothing. Stark could die in a fire for all she cared. He could spontaneously combust right this moment and she would have exactly no fucks to give on the matter. The scarf she left, along with anything else he'd given her.

She didn't want it. Any of it. She hadn't wanted him, she hadn't wanted this, and as soon as she's able she is going to get fantastically drunk just to forget the entire thing.]

[alloys]

[And he leaves, without a second glance. Not his problem. This is not his problem. This was the Malnosso's doing. He doesn't have anything to feel responsible for. And that's all that matters right now.]