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HELLO

"You've reached Elysium! Lost? Need an ear? I'm your guy! I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

GOODBYE

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…

Not again.

[ sorry, he's not like. recoiling from rafayel out of disgust or anything, because he is very aware of how cold it is and the fact that they're kind of relying on each other here, but he is turning back around to bury his face in his knees nonetheless. why this. ]

[glub]

[ considering their lips are frozen solid and severely lacking in moisture and color— can they even feel the kiss? mostly, rafayel just feels the brief warmth of elysium's breath, and it's already over. before he can get settled into the touch, but then elysium suddenly pulls away, and: ]


...? [ tilting his head.

he's not offended at least, mostly just confused. ] Listen, my lips aren't always this dry.

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Are you saying you want a redo when they aren't?

[ Elysium, too, is good at larping he is normal… this is fine. ]

[glub]

What is I said "yes," are you actually going to put your money with your mouth is?

[ is rafayel still love arrow'd... it's a mystery. ]