//String bean*, aaagghhh!

…could be argued later, for now, it was time for some action.
The gangly scientist pulled out a device from his pocket that glowed a demure light from rippling coils.

//Oh, I know that feeling too well, and recently, too. Take your time, take care of yourself, and get some rest. If you wanna chat, I’m down!

//I imagine you have a feeling as to what I will say in response to this.

💬: You are…adorable.

💬: Let me know your address and I’ll pick you up on my bike.

💬: Don’t worry, I’m only scary if I’m pissed.

💬:…

💬: Which is admittedly a lot of the time.

//I’m extra glad I threw Paul at Yelena, and probably will continue to do so. He’s an absolute sweetheart of a lad, and I think that’s a great interaction pairing with a depressed alcoholic assassin haha.

💬: My teacher would fuckin’ love you, sweetheart.

💬: What sorts of dates do you like? I’m not great at this romance thing, I’ll admit.

…an award that could be handed out.

“Let’s make this interesting then. Winner gets something from the loser? Drinks?”

…scientist kept darting around to cover each inch of the table.
“You’ve been pretty confident, feeling shaken up right now?” Ash jabbed a bit. Not that Ash was a sore winner who reveled in others pain, but they would probably be a champion at trash talking in CoD lobbies if that was…

+

//That’s awesome and kinda sweet! Our characters really do help us with working through our own internal struggles.

//They just like me frfr