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Ugh, you say that again. These letters are so disgusting. I wanna to hurl, ha ha ha!

But geez, do I miss you.

Yeah, but you love it. I know I do. I always thought people in school were stupid when they got all gross dating someone, but now that I'm dating you... I like it. A lot.

I miss you, too. I just want to lay in bed, watch some movies with you, and make out.

Good. Glad you're having a blast so far. I'm enjoying this too, I guess I understand why my sis was all into her little girlfriend.

Woah! That's a hot suggestion. What's next? We should get in a tub to together?

Edited 2026-05-25 00:36 (UTC)

Love has a way to getting into people's heads. I mean, I'd do some crazy shit for you.

Yeah? I like the sound of that. Maybe we can go find a hot tub to get all cozy in. Add some candles, a little music, and we could even make it a sexy date.

Oh really? Would you be crazy enough to lick a gun for me? Unloaded, of course. Don't want your pretty brains splattered all over the walls. Only I can get to do that.

But ya know, I feel like you grinding against my machine gun would be a good sight. Or maybe we play around with paint. It'd be a real work of art if we could get your tits printed against the canvas. We can go with orange, your favorite color.

Edited 2026-05-25 23:47 (UTC)

[ The idea makes her brain feel like static in a pleasant, exciting way. ] I think I might actually be into that idea. I also wouldn't turn down a sharp object or two. A touch of danger is the type of crazy I can get behind.

Grind on a gun, smash my tits up against some canvas. I can do both. Surprised you don't wanna go with rainbow paint.

Welp, that settles it! Everyone else can pack up and go home. Auditions are over because I just found my soul mate. :)

The rainbow paint is for your ass.

Please, auditions were over months ago, and you know it. Same for me. Not that I was looking for anyone. There's a reason I was so cagey about getting together, about being in love. It's kinda scary to care about someone the way I do you.

Are you saying you like my ass more than my tits? Well. Shit. I guess it is pretty nice.

And I'm still counting the days, hours, minutes, and seconds for my "I'm sorry, lemme make it up to you" sex.

Don't put words in my mouth, Blondie, I'm the unbiased type. They're both beautiful, they both bounce, and I stare at them equally. ;)

Edited 2026-05-28 18:33 (UTC)

You'll be waiting a long time for that, Bluebell. Some things don't get apology sex. [ She won't feel bad for taking her time. ]

Damn, I didn't realize you were such a body connoisseur. Speaking of which, I keep meaning to ask, but is there anything you'd like to see me in next time we can get together?

You wrote to me that you are going to deny me sex just to ask my opinion on what you should wear to purposely work me up.

There's a name for this. I can't quite put my finger on it.

Don't be obtuse. I said you don't get apology sex, I didn't say you won't get any sex!

[ the next letter won't come with words, but a simple drawing. ]

You're such a baby.

And yet here you are.

Never said I didn't like it, dummy! You're silly. It's cute.

And just wait until you experience it all in person, dummy. You won't have any funny bones left to hold you all together.

You'll be remembered.

I think there are worse ways to go out.

And I can come up with at least 40 ways. Anyway. A skirt. Short. The kind where it's dangerous if you bend over, and it rolls up when you sit, and I can see more of your thighs. A thong would be hot. Covered with the skirt, but I can see the outline.

A top that'll show off your stomach. No bra. I wanna see those perks.

Edited 2026-05-29 17:13 (UTC)

I know. You're so creative when it comes to death.

Oh. Oh my god, you want the streetwalker special.

Okay! I can roll with that!

Any particular colors, or can I go crazy?

Surprise me. I've told you about the brothel my town had, haven't I? The men and chicks wore something similar outside. Sometimes in corsets. Loved the outfits, wasn't into them.

But now that I got you, time to put the two looks together.

Edited 2026-05-29 18:27 (UTC)

I remember the brothel. I saw it in your memory of Zaun. Can't say I'm super surprised that it's come up. Probably won't be wearing a corset for you anytime soon. I wore one in the last dream, and it was the most uncomfortable thing I've ever been forced to wear. That, and those shoes.

Other than that, I'll be the doll you want. I kinda wanna put you in a sexy nurse outfit, so... [ ...listen, there is a reason the nurses look the way they do in Silent Hill. ]

I THINK those things take a lot of practice.

Hmmmm. Well! I can heal anyone who's hurt. If you're aching.... anywhere I can take a peek and see what I can do.

Edited 2026-05-29 22:29 (UTC)

What? Practice having your organs crushed and shifted? Yuck.

Damn, you'll really fill out that role nicely. Think you can say that while holding up a stethoscope?

Ha! You're freaking adorable, Toots. Keep that about you.

I can do that and feel around to check for any... sore or sensitive areas.

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