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puǝsuʍoʇ ʞɔɐɾ ([personal profile] stations) wrote2022-06-03 07:43 pm
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[personal profile] ushiri 2024-10-19 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wrinkles his nose. ]

Is this how you flirt? I'm taken.

[ He pulls a berry out of thin air and chucks it at Jack's head.

Some birds picking at the sand perk up in their direction. ]
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[personal profile] ushiri 2024-10-19 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Kyle lets out a small snort and grins, more warm than wry despite the teasing. Having been on the wrong side of said accidental flirting yet effective earlier in their friendship, he makes no comment on that. ]

I'm glad - that you get along, I mean. [ Genuinely. He's never had to care or even think about people in his life actually having to interact, ever, mostly because there were no people in his life. Now he has so many, and these two are particularly important to him.

The birds continue to eye them expectantly, and now Kyle scowls at them, holding his palms open and then shooing them. ]


There's no more. Go away.