AUDIENCE FOR: Jason Todd

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[ handshaking in "well read fighty dorito shaped boy with a secret squishy core" (literally)

but yes it's cold. who knows why. they prop their chin in their hand afterwards, a little amused. ]

I'm sure she would! It wouldn't be our first encounter with poetry. But, I'd rather deliver it myself, you see.

[unrecked]

[Hate it.]

Am I supposed to be getting jealous here?

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[ that gets a laugh. ]

Are you?

[unrecked]

[He sort of smirks, then shakes his head.]

Nah. I mean, unless I need to be...? We fist-fighting over a lady's honor? She'd like that too much probably.

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[ help they snort and agree ]

She would like that way too much.

[ she's allowed ]

Besides, you're writing me love poetry. [ stop ]

[unrecked]

[STOP]

Isn’t it weird I’m writing you love poetry about two other people…?

[He’s amused though.]

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[ they mime examining their nails. they are wearing gloves. ]

I'm not here to question you about your view of relationship dynamics.

[unrecked]

[They're wearing gloves. Jason's expression is slightly flat.]

What's that supposed to mean...?

[Embarrassed almost.]

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Hm?

[unrecked]

Hey.

[But it's like a SHUT UP!! and that's all he says. Like... SHUT UP. Sometimes you're bisexual.]

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Oops, sorry.

[ says someone who played deaf on purpose ]