IC INBOX for Prisma

[chronicgambler]

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video ⬤ audio ⬤ text ⬤ delivery

Dice Arisugawa ⬤ Hypnosis Microphone
residential district ⬤ TBA
moonblessing ⬤ Cordis

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[yumenope]

🏡 🐈 ♂ ♂

[chronicgambler]

❓

[yumenope]

( oh god. OH GOD. ABORT THIS MISSION. PLAY IT COOL. UM. )

Nothing, nothing. I’ll be back in a bit. No need to feed Cat, she’s already had her dinner. Don’t let her fool you.

( oKAY BYE. )

[chronicgambler]

[Dice is confused.]

hey thats not nothing u cant just say nothing or im giving cat more catnip

[yumenope]

( fuck the catnip will keep him up all night.

damn it all, boyfriend. )

🏠 + ♂+ ♂+ 🐈 = ✅ ❓

[chronicgambler]

u mean

🐈👑🌠🏰

[yumenope]

( the fuck does that mean.... staring blankly. )

What? I’m not asking you to roleplay, no.

[chronicgambler]

[Okay now he doesn't know what either of them mean but he has to pause to address this point for a moment.]

ok but ur into that right?

[yumenope]

( this is a train wreck. )

With you, yes. But that’s not the point.
Is that what you thought I meant?

[chronicgambler]

just checking
idk what u meant whats the little circles

[yumenope]

( oh my god. does he seriously not — )

...Move in with me.

-> audio

[chronicgambler]

You can't just text me that!

REALLY AWKWARD AUDIO

[yumenope]

( there’s silence for a full sixty seconds. it’s as if he hasn’t even picked up, except for the occasional soft intakes of breath.

is it a lie?

instead he’s painfully honest with his ineptitude on these matters: )

... I don’t see the difference. ... But if you’d prefer, I won’t text it.

[chronicgambler]

I asked you out properly, so you gotta do it this time.

[He sounds serious.]

[yumenope]

( oh. all right. in that case. )

Move in with me.

[chronicgambler]

[Dice takes a deep breath. It's not like he has much to move. It's not like it's any different from him crashing on Gentaro's couch back home.

Only now he really and truly belongs.]

Sounds good. Sign me the fuck up.

[yumenope]

( that was easier than he expected, and so much smoother than he had hoped. it wasn’t like they’d be doing much different. )

Cat will be relieved. I’ll allow you to inform her of the good news.

( because he can’t just say he’s so fucking happy about it. but he knows, at this point, dice is very proficient in reading between the lines. )

[chronicgambler]

She's gonna get pretty excited.

[Is he proficient because like he actually kind of thinks Cat will be happy about this and Gentaro is just being really considerate of his little void of a beastie.

But does that matter?]

You... uh... you want me to get another bed?

[yumenope]

( the question completely catches him off guard. dice isn’t the type to joke so he must seriously think...

gentaro laughs, and it’s quiet and real and so damn fond, but only secretly. )

That would make sleeping together fairly difficult.

[chronicgambler]

[Wow laughed at cool.

He's kinda glad Gentaro can't see his face right now. His response is a little snarky.]

You wanna blame a guy for checking?

[yumenope]

( he doesn’t blame him. but listen ..... )

Blame? Oh, certainly not... ( GENTARO... anyway. maybe he can relent for a second. ) I would... like it if you didn’t get one. ( he has never used the god damn phrase “i would like” without being facetious or a lie or something absurd. please help this man. )

[chronicgambler]

[Say it!!!!
Oh wait he did.

Dice falls silent for a second, then chuckles lightly.]

Yeah. I'd like that too.

[yumenope]

( learning how to communicate like a proper human being: hard mode. )

Now who’s laughing at someone? ( MURMUR.... he’s embarrassed as fuck thanks. )

[chronicgambler]

[He scoffs. This is nerve wracking...]

Man, I'm laughing at myself. I'm nervous as fuck. Nothing's gonna change, but I'm still getting used to havin' a damn apartment at all. Tell me from a couple months ago that this shit'd happen. Guarantee I wouldn't believe you.

[yumenope]

( neither would he. honestly. but he suspects dice knows that, too. dice is so sweet. he smiles to himself and just — well.

what do boyfriends do?

apparently this: )

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Neither would I.

( it’s a picture of the pendant on a nice chain that’s resting nicely over layers of white and black fabric. )