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[othersdie]

[As soon as it becomes apparent that the City is more crowded than usual, Justin does what is, for him, the unthinkable: he makes a post. There's no deliberation, no planning, none of the typical reluctance to interact with the world outside of his very small comfort zone.

Just a rushed public service announcement.]

If you haven't been here before, this is the City. It's difficult to explain and you likely won't be here long enough for an explanation to matter. Stay calm. You'll only be here for a day or two.

If you have been here before, try to set a decent example.

[But that's not the real reason for this post.]

Euphie? Are you here?


[ooc: Fourth wall post! Very much open, even if your name isn't Euphie. Absolutely anything goes, including face twins/movie spoilers/telling Justin he's a fictional character. Hit him up on the network or feel free to run into him somewhere in the City.]

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[prettyimpulsive]

[She looks at him, shaking her head a little. Maybe it should be strange that she's admitting to sharing her bed with others, but it doesn't feel strange to her.] No, I don't actually. It's comforting to have someone nearby.

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[othersdie]

[Justin can't fathom sharing a bed with anyone who isn't a cat on a regular basis (unless, maybe, that anyone is Euphie), but it doesn't seem an odd admission for her to make.] Then you shouldn't have any tonight.

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[prettyimpulsive]

Good. [She reaches over to place her hand over his and give it a squeeze. Sorry, kitty. It's necessary!] But I'm glad I'm staying with you for other reasons too.

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[othersdie]

[The cat's ears flick in annoyance.

As much as he'd like to ask her what those reasons are, just in case there are any he hasn't guessed at...] So am I.

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[prettyimpulsive]

[So much smiling. Even with a topic like those nightmares she's just so happy to be with him.]

What do you dream about?

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[othersdie]

[He ducks his head self-consciously.]

You, sometimes. Sometimes I dream about things that have happened... but usually, I don't remember my dreams.

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[prettyimpulsive]

Me? [He is getting such a smile for that.] Are they things that happened with me?

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[othersdie]

They're more... things I wished would have happened. Some of them go a little like this.

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[prettyimpulsive]

[She smiles a little.] Should I be blushing?

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[othersdie]

[He smiles back.] There's no reason to. We talk, mostly.

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[prettyimpulsive]

About the sort of things we normally talk about, or something different for us? [Very curious.]

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[othersdie]

I tell you about what's happened in the City, you ask me questions and talk to the cat. [He shrugs.] So I suppose it's the same.

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[prettyimpulsive]

It sounds right. Nice. [But there is a sad look in her eyes.] I wish it were real.

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[othersdie]

[He would kiss that look away if he could.]

It's real right now.

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[prettyimpulsive]

[He's completely welcome to try.

Actually, after saying something like that she finds herself leaning in to do that very thing.]

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[othersdie]

[The small nonverbal cue is enough to encourage Justin to kiss Euphie, barely touching his lips to hers.]

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[prettyimpulsive]

[Such a good nonverbal cue take her. Of course, she does press into that touch a bit letting the barley become a fully.]