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💖YOU'VE RECEIVED AN E-MAIL💖

[badlydisarmed]

[ The email contains a video that you absolutely need to click, and the following message: ]

I cannot stop thinking about the night (hourish??) we spent together. Truly, least romantic fuck I've ever had. I'm showing you how to do better.

Let's meet up for dinner, I'm in town for the stupid convention, there's a nice place two blocks away. I'll be there at eight.

I'm bringing you a corsage, if you don't know what it is, google it.

Mostly warm wishes,

Robert

[levindicated]

Not only do I know what that is, I know it’s for maidens. If you wanted a turn on top you could just say so.

But very well. Send me the spot.

[badlydisarmed]

Gender is a construct, you can get pretty flowers if you want to. But I'm flexible, do you want chocolates instead? A pretty tote bag? A car?

I'm spending all the money before we get dragged back to Etraya.

[levindicated]

[He doesn’t even know how to digest the information “gender is a construct”]

Well, I’m definitely a man. Don’t get that confused. A car would be great. A motorcycle would be nice. Might even be able to bring it home, too. Even if I have to blow Barnabas for it.

[badlydisarmed]

You need your husband's permission to get a bike? That sounds a little iffy and I'm not even touching the transactional sex aspect.

But I'll get you a nice bike. Maybe a Ducati.

[levindicated]

No, just to ask him to transport it. Just in case the portal is too small. I should be able to bring the bike. A car, though…

Still, that’s beside the point. Couldn’t stop thinking about me, huh?

[badlydisarmed]

Pointedly not what I said, but you can go with that if you want.

[levindicated]

Said you couldn’t stop thinking about it. The rest is an excuse.

You said you were in town for a stupid convention? Are you buying or selling? How stupid do you have to be to attend?

[badlydisarmed]

[ Good thing this is email so Cid can't hear the bark of laughter. ]

You got me there. I'm selling artisanal dunce caps.

[levindicated]

[Can’t let Cid know you think he’s funny. He’ll become unbearable with encouragement. Robert’s reply gets a chuckle out of him.]

Alright. I’ll let you court me. As long as the spot lets me smoke, I won’t complain.

[badlydisarmed]

I'll get us a nice corner table in the smoking area. But as a medical professional I'm obligated to tell you that smoking is bad for you.

[ He'll be waiting for Cid outside the restaurant, with a motorcycle because he's got a credit card with a ridiculous limit, and it won't be of any use to him back in Etraya.

And no other reason whatsoever, it's not like he likes Cid or anything. ]