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[He growls at her, a sort of buzzy rumble in the back of his throat and his chest.]

You're jutht going to make it worthe if you do that. Or are you jutht that eager to fix it?

What? [Okay she's stopped kissing now, actually confused over what he's talking about.]

[Another growl, and he goes chasing up after her.]

My hair. Or are you trying to work up the gutth to grab my hornth?

Oh. Like you give a fuck about your hair. [Though talking about it, she tightens her grip in it, purposefully sitting up a little more. If he tries to reach up too far, he'll find her pulling his head back down.]

I bet you'd love that. I've hard first hand experience of what that feels like, remember?

[Of course he challenges that, straining up after her a bit- daring her to yank him away, grinning arrogantly up at her. But below, one hand flirts with the hem of her shirt, his thumb hooking under it to trace the jut of her hipbone under warm, warm skin.]

Eheheheheh, how thtupid did you feel when you realized they could do that?

[Nope definitely yanking his hair now in a fast, sharp tug, though she also leans back down, closer to him.]

None at all really, as far as the network was concerned it was you publicly groping yourself.

[He raises his chin, looking her straight in the eye, his lips pulled back from his teeth to hiss at her, mushy and mangled, when she yanks him back down.]

Nobody theemth to have noticed.

Just how horrified were you?

[She's still not kissing him, but her hands let go of the hair, only to slide further up his head, bases of his horns trapped between fingers and she realises that if she really wanted to be a bitch, this makes it a lot easier to keep him down.]

[Sollux pushes his head back, into the pillows and comforter, drawing a hitching breath up through his teeth. His face colors ever so slightly in the cheeks; he feels that, does he ever.]

About ath horrified ath I would have been to find out you thhowed my bulge on camera.

[She isn't doing much aside from moving her fingers and idly brushing passed parts of those horns. She knows she shouldn't do it, she really shouldn't, but right now she's pretty much doing it because she can.]

I guess I should say sorry, but.... nah. Not gonna. It's still hilarious.

[He doesn't really know if he wants her to grab those or doesn't, although her sitting on him is letting in an awfully large amount of cold air.]

Thtatementth like that are why you're an athhhole. You know I didn't actually call you here tho you could get your xenophiliac fetithh on.

What can I say, you bring out the asshole in people.

[She screws her face up at the fetish comment, biting on her bottom lip. She can't think up a good enough response to it and that's annoying- it isn't a fetish but she has to admit she's curious as hell about everything, but she didn't come over here to start feeling up a troll boy (well, not too much anyway..) so she lets go, quickly rolling a little to the side and propping an elbow up on the hammock, head resting on her hand.]

Fine, I won't touch you then, seeing as you're going to complain about it.

[He was just joking, actually, but like hell can he tell her that. This isn't the niceness quadrant.]

That wathn't complaining. When I thtart complaining, you'll know. [He shrugs, awkward.] I jutht wanted to have one of thethe converthationth not over text, for once.

Well sorry for being mistaken, assumed it since you sort of complain a whole lot about stuff all of the time.

[Pause.] And yeah, I get that. So is there actually anything else you wanted to say about it all? Since I'm here?

[He shifts next to her, reaching up to rub at his eyes in an old, sort of half forgotten habitual gesture.]

Did I thay we're not doing thith if everybody'th not ok? I think I did.

Uh, yeah.

[Aaaand time to feel guilty again.]

Is she actually proper mad at you? She was fine earlier.

[True to his word, he won't tell Roxy about the thing that didn't happen. Even if Jade's going to tell her about it lately.]

Mad, or upthet enough to tell me thhe doethn't want to talk to me, and that we can't be friends right now.

I wonder what made her change her mind. I tried talking to her about the troll-y romance thing and she said she didn't want to date here. Huh.

[Honestly she's confused as to what could have brought it on.]

[Sollux shrugs, trying not to look too overtly worried or concerned about it. Like hell does he want Roxy to see how much it hurt, when she said all that.]

Thhe changed her mind? Thhe didn't know what elthe to thay? I don't know. Girlth do that?

[Not gonna tell her what happened, nope.]

Urgh, I don't know! [Just going to bury her head under the covers now, a muffled voice coming out.]

She didn't say anything else to me I thought she was fine? But now it sounds like you're saying she's not! God dammit.

[Awkwardly, he reaches out and ruffles the covers right about where her head should be.]

I don't fucking know, I'm jutht telling you.

[A hand reaches out, only to swat his away.]

Yeah I know, but still. Holy shit. This whole thing has been some cheesy high school movie level of teenage romance drama. I mean I even have the gay best friend, every good leading lady has one of those to give them advice and shit.

[Rambling again...]

[Fuck her, he puts his hand back on her head, rubbing in a nasty parody of comfort, perfectly black and appropriate. He figures he should just let her talk, if this thing takes a turn for the worst and this is all they get.]

Huh. What'th the difference between that and a not gay betht friend?

Well its stupid and stereotypical that gay guys have like, better feelings and stuff and can help you with boy trouble since they are guys and know things. Where as straight guys don't care cause they just wanna bone you?

[Wow fuck you Sollux, she slaps the arm away again before finally popping her head back out from under the comforter.]

Except all I get are a whole load of bullshit Strider philosophical lectures so. Yeah.

[Pissed her off, that's all that matters.]

Ehh, how much bullthhit are we talking about here?

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