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Baren Kaiyou

i think the fuck not my guy 💩

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text, forward-dated to 11/21

[blacksong]

[Or more like probably around the 20th's evening at some ungodly hour like 2AM, but anyways.]

so out of curiosity
would a flower in someone's eye be too gross for sex
y/n

[crudest]

are you asking my personal opinion
or in general

[rose what have you done]

[blacksong]

[It's not her fault Retrospec sucks okay!!]

personal opinion

[1/2]

[crudest]

well,
nah i'd probably still be down
if i wasn't dating someone

[crudest]

oh yeah i forgot to tell you
surprise?

1/3

[blacksong]

oh

2/3

[blacksong]

shit

done

[blacksong]

i mean congrats??


actually it's you so i feel like shit still applies

[CHARMING, ROSE, REAL CHARMING.]

never mind this then you can forget the whole thing

[crudest]

oh shit is how i felt too

[at least they're on the same page]

nah i won't
you still wanna get food, ro?
or
a drink
it sounds like you need it

[blacksong]

both sound pretty good rn yeah

[crudest]

k
tell me where to pick you up

[blacksong]

outside my building's fine

[crudest]

see you in 20

[ - fastforwarding to that, baren will be driving up to rose's building in 20 minutes. he's driving some wildly expensive red convertible, which is his usual ride, and he just waves a hand as he drives up]

Haaaaaaappy birthday, Ro.

[a drawl.... he didn't get her much but he's taking her out to dinner?? so you know. good enough.]

[blacksong]

[Who else but Baren would be her dump of an area in such an outlandish car. At least it makes him easy to spot.]

Thanks. [It's a flat reply but honestly this is good enough for her too. She slides into the passenger seat easily, and now he gets a full view of the BIG OL' FLOWER right in her eye.] What's the fanciest, tastiest, most expensive place you know? I wanna eat there.

[crudest]

One of those places that don't put prices on the menus?

[Baren just shrugs - ] Sure, why not?

[As for the flowers - he glances to it for only a moment, but not long enough to seem impolite as he turns his gaze back toward the row. As someone who tried to make eyepatches into a fashion trend to cope with his own regain, it's not like he can't relate. But he'll wait for her to mention it first if she wants to.]

[blacksong]

[She simply nods, content to look out the window for a bit. In any other situation, she'd be pretty excited to eat somewhere so nice. But here she is, still in a nondescript hoodie and baseball cap, just hoping that if anyone notices her there, it's for looking too poor to afford it rather than the flower.]

So, you ever get eyepatches into catching on, or did it end up falling through?

[crudest]

[can't blame a girl for being bummed after she wakes up with a flower in her eye. but regardless baren just snorts faintly at that]

Stuck around for a good month or two, can you believe that?

What, you wanna stop at a florist? I'll grab a rose or something and we'll call it aesthetic. People are probably stupid enough to believe it.

[blacksong]

[She doesn't quite laugh, but the grin in her voice is evident.]

Fuck, why not? I've already had people asking me where I got the inspiration for this from. They really are stupid enough to believe it.

[crudest]

Inspiration.

[he cracks up at that though, because of course it's always an aesthetic choice. regardless he'll make a sharp turn that'll take them down the district that sells flowers and he'll hail down someone who's selling them at the side of the road]

Hey, hey, one bouquet of red roses! Just one!!

[he might still be traumatized from his last red rose incident]

[blacksong]

[She leans over to the seller and shouts:]

The prettiest one you got, and don't you dare pick anything less! [Although to Baren:] Not too keen on roses still, are you?