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[fangool]

[ He's laughing again. Cackling, really. ]

Baby, I ain't given to goin' round discussing stuff like that with other people, promise. [ A beat. ] All you gotta do is ask, you know that.

[notblayde]

[The blush is almost audible]

Ask you not to tell or ask for you to... Er - Have a go with me?

[fangool]

Have a go with you. Anytime. I ain't telling anyone.

[notblayde]

Ah - [He sounds awkwardly relieved though] Well - Just... Same for you, alright? Whenever you... Want me, I'm here. [How does he even]

[fangool]

[ GIGGLING ] Mm. Romantic as fuck, you.

[notblayde]

[TRYING SO HARD NOT TO SAID AS EMBARRASSED AS HE IS RN basically a teenage girl] Is it impossible for you to be serious for a second?

[fangool]

Little bit. [ Sorry, sorry, he can't help it! ] D'you need me to be serious?

[notblayde]

Mmn, not at the moment, I don't think.

So, what about you? You really weren't affected at all?

[fangool]

Nah, guess not. I mean - not that I weren't able t'be, but not constantly, not like the rest. Only really got t'me when I was 'round you and Glen, and I think that was just - y'know. You guys bein' you.

Makes me wonder why, actually.

[notblayde]

Just me and Glen? I'm flattered... Mostly.

I wouldn't worry about why - Just be glad you weren't. It was... Well, It wasn't awful, exactly, but - After a while it gets exhausting, you know?

[fangool]

What can I say, the two of you are hot.

[ Sniff. ] I getcha though. Gets tiring to keep going hard like that. Like - y'wanna stop, but you can't. Feels good but hurts at the same time. [ Maybe getting a little personal there, Ghoul. ] I - yeah. Nah, I get it.

[notblayde]

[He's preening now. GJ Ghoul

He hums quietly at the second part. Unsure of what to say.] Right. [Drawing the word out, stalling for time as he thinks of something] Thought you said you weren't affected?

[fangool]

[ Thankfully Matt can't see him, because Ghoul actually goes red. ] Uh - no, I weren't... affected here. Back home -- I --

Well, y'know this dry-out I just done? It ain't the first time I had t'have someone pull me back up on my feet. So.

[notblayde]

Aaaaand part of that involved... ?

[fangool]

A lot of sex and fucked up trades for drugs n' cigarettes?

I mean. I can tell you about it if y'want but none of it is real happy listening, sparks.

[notblayde]

... Oh. Oh!

I - No, no, that's quite alright. I didn't mean to - I'm sorry.

[fangool]

[ He actually sounds a little amused. ] S'okay, love, don't apologize. What happened happened - I just don't wanna bring you down or nothin'.

[notblayde]

You sure? I know things like that can be... [Sigh] Sometimes having things from your past brought up can be uncomfortable, I mean.

[fangool]

I woudln't mind tellin' you. [ Shrug. It's that simple. ] I'd tell you whatever you asked, Matt.

[notblayde]

I'd like to hear. Not just the bad things, either.

[fangool]

... Y'mind if I came over, then? Or you still feelin' the heat?

[notblayde]

I'd never mind.

[He laughs] It's still there, but I think it's wearing down. I'll keep my hands to myself, promise.

[fangool]

Ay, like I'd complain if you didn't. [ Snort. ] I'll be 'round in a bit, yeah? Sit tight.

[notblayde]

Mmm, but we're trying to be serious. [Not that he sounds too insistent on that] I'll be waiting. Door's open. [Doesn't want to get up. Too lazy - And little sore, maybe.]

[fangool]

[ Ghoul is there soon! It takes a few minutes, but he knows the way well enough and the door is open like Matt promised. He closes it behind him, and doesn't bother with the whole 'is it okay if I sit down' thing, just crosses the room and flops down onto the bed. Hi, Matt, Ghoul has arrived. ]