Midnight Syndicate ~ Inbox

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[[Yu hasn't really gotten into the network yet, but he does have a box outside his door for the mail. Feel free to leave him a message!]]

[[Network inbox available as soon as he gets himself a computer.]]

Comments

[didyoueatmysammich]

Can't sleep.

[And coffee does not work on her. Phil tried. But he will get a humorous image of Cuddles behind her with what looks like a cooking mallet. Can he hit her?]

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[...hunh. Maybe if he kept her distracted, Cuddles will knock her out. It wouldn't be very restful, but it might help a little.]

Do you want to talk more then; tell me about this guy you're in love with?

[didyoueatmysammich]

[What is that? Can you eat it?]

...when did I say love? Don't remember that part.

[She honestly doesn't know what that feeling is so her question is kind of legit.]

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[...well, he got her attention.]

That sounded like a love confession to me.

[didyoueatmysammich]

I ain't got an inkling o' what love is. Do I look like th' type?

[She doesn't.]

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[Yu paused a moment, considering.]

V-chan, explaining what love is isn't something that can really be done. It's not something really told, more like felt.

Um... you know it when you encounter it, I suppose.

[didyoueatmysammich]

[Not helpful Yu. Before she could retort, Cuddles decided to swing and accidentally hit her tail instead of her head.]

Oi! Godsdamned tonberry! Didn't hear what he said!

[Get over here Cuddles she'll show you the Drunken Hitting style of that mallet.]

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[Crap. Well... not his fault Cuddles' accuracy wasn't the best.]

[He's just going to... quietly cut the conversation off there...]