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Who: anyone
When: Day 75, evening
Where: anywhere
What: mingling

[have you grown accustomed to the smell of rotted flora and fauna yet? have you figured out ways to deal with the scents? how will your evening go?

those who happen to pass by the dry fountain on the fourth floor will find a number of small ceramic pots with florists block foam in the bottom of them. around them are dozens of different freshly cut wildflowers. there are no instructions, but those who take the time to make an arrangement and take it home with them will find the air in their apartment refreshed and pleasant]

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[a short laugh, trailing his hand up his arm]

If I love Saber, why can't I love you...?

Stop it.

That's not even love, and I don't want to hear something like that either way.

You think I do not love her?

Your love is twisted is what I'm saying.

But it is love, in any case.

Reserve it for Saber. I can do without.

I can love whoever I wish to.

Stop saying that. You don't want to consider me a friend, but now all of a sudden you mention love. What the hell is up with you?

[ha ha ha]

Or I am just saying this all to get a rise out of you.

I would never consider Saber my friend, however.

[ pauses, clearly getting huffy ]

... whatever. This isn't a funny joke, Gilgamesh.

I think it is hilarious, in contrast.

Screw you. What's so funny about it?

You were so mortified, it was amusing.

[ HANDS ON YOUR FACE AGAIN, PUSHING AWAY ]

You don't react much differently than this when I call you a friend.

[lauuuughing but staying close]

That was a different matter.

You're afraid of getting attached to someone else and possibly losing them-- that's why you don't want to admit you see me as a friend and don't want to hear me call you one.

So it may be a different matter, but you don't react much better.

[.... pppout.]

I'm bored, Ling.

Collect flowers or something. It's not my problem.

You are my entertainment.

I don't feel like entertaining you right now.

[... trying to press him against a wall, nearby]

That does not matter.

[ surprised-- and there's some resistance, but he isn't exactly fighting against it ]

Cut it out.

You always comply with what I want. This will be no different.

[ don't call me out on that gilgamesh gdit ]

I don't— always comply.

[leaning his head in to kiss against his neck]

With this, you do.