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“I’m saying you’re a liar!” You believe it’s time to expose her! “You haven’t even told Wilma that you think she’s your best friend! It’s cute!”
“H-Huh?” Matilda is caught off guard.
“You know it’s true!” You condemn. “Your incredible body doesn’t lie…”
“You must miss my counterpart a lot. We connected very well.” Wilma finds it adorable.
“To me, you’re one and the same…” Matilda blushes a little. Takes a lot out of her to admit it.
“…!!!” Wilma is overjoyed to hear this!
“Best friends hug each other!” You push them to embrace each other! Hopefully, you don’t get to witness a blood pact between the two...
“W-What has gotten into you?!” Matilda can’t handle you at your dumbest.
“...I don’t mind, Mat.” Wilma tenderly holds her tiny friend. A reverse of how it was in the Bubble.
<span class="mu-s">“…”</span> Matilda doesn’t know how to respond but goes along anyway.
“Mat, how do you feel being an honorary tomato?” You continue teasing.
“Be quiet…” The blushing Matilda gets grumpy. “Wilma, Johnny loses his marbles once he’s tired. He’s unpredictable in this state. And I’m afraid we’ll have to restrain him.”
“I tease you once and you think I’ve gone mad? Please, Mat, don’t be ridiculous.” You scoff at the idea of not doing this for the sport.
“It’s true, he plays jokes on me all the time...” Wilma doesn’t fully buy it. The tomato teasing has paid off in ways you weren’t expecting. “I think we should tease him back.”
“If you say so…” Matilda trusts Wilma’s judgment.
“I’ll calm down a little. Okay?” You have your senses under control. “So, are you girls in favor of putting the beds together or not?”
“Sure! I mean, we did get married. Sort of.” Wilma taps on the couples part of the sign. “Matilda, you stay where you are.” Wilma leaves the Tilda on the center bed.
You and Wilma push your respective beds to the middle of the room. There were drawers in the way, but you moved them aside. Now your Super Bed: Ruby Class is done! You’re all on top. You’re on the right side, Matilda is on the center, and Wilma is on the left. You’re not cuddling, but close enough that you could watch TV together, and nobody would be in a weird watching angle.
“Do you girls think the inn provides some alcohol? We need to celebrate big, not every day you get to ruin a wedding like this.” You propose. This is the closest you’ll get to doing a successful heist movie plan in real life. “I know Matilda is underage, but...”
“I’m not unfamiliar with alcohol, you know that.” Matilda frowns slightly. “But yes, a worthy celebration demands some drinks.” She learned that from her grandfather.
