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“P-Please, bring Carol here.” You rather let that one comment slide.
“Sort this out, I’m trusting you.” Vortexia will make the same mistake as many before her have done, she’ll put her faith in you.
“Count on me.” You act like you’re some cheap protagonist from an overly optimistic series. You expected some kind of acknowledgement, but Clutz walked away before she could hear you. Wisely, you decide to ignore this ever happened.
“I did hear you, by the way.” Clutz opens the door, lets you know that, then closes it again. Why did she do that? What was the point of all this? Now you can’t forget, great.
Several minutes later, the door opens once again, both Emily and Vortexia are carrying Carol, who has turned into a ball within her hoodie. They leave her on the ground without saying a word. Carolcoon starts fidgeting, like a beautiful butterfly is gonna come out of it. This is Ajna-type behavior, total character infringement, unacceptable.
You approach the creature left on the ground, if you had a stick, you’d poke her with it. Well, you have a stick, but that kind of poking can wait until it’s appropriate.
“Carol, are you there?” You wonder like you’re unsure if she’s going to turn into some kind of beast. “I’m here to help you.”
“<span class="mu-i">Are you?</span>” Carol is aggressively spamming. “<span class="mu-i">Can you give me a detailed plan step by step?</span>”
“It’ll be easier for you to listen if you get out.” You touch Pandora's box!
And that simple touch was all that was needed for this waterfall to flood! Carol jumps into the air and lands on the bouncy bed (yes, something you have tested twice by now)! She throws away her hoodie to reveal her very heated state.
“<span class="mu-i">I know about the massage! Just give it to me! GIVE IT TO ME~!</span>” Carol is flat on the bed, waiting for you to work your magic. She has done everything she can to not look at you directly. She knows bad things will happen if you do.
She doesn’t know that this magician has another trick up his sleeve. And it’s his only trick because there was never another trick.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>“Carol, it’s a different type of massage. It’s between our lips.” That’s what has worked so far, right? Why stray away from the most obvious solution?
>Give her a massage and see how it goes. Maybe it works, maybe it doesn’t. It doesn’t look like it will.
>“First, I want you to admit that my cake was the real deal.” Be really petty for no good reason.
>Write In.
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