week three | mingle

[marriagebroker]

No outright changes this week either. Week three rolls around, braced for impact as ever. The estate is still intact, the contestants are still motivated, things are looking good.

Well, aside from the fact you all had a blackout this weekend. That wasn't so good.

Either way, when Monday rolls around, Wei Wuxian seems to be in a cheery mood as he greets everyone Monday morning.

"Everyone, come here, come here. I have an announcement!"

Better go see what that's about, huh?

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[hexensabbat]

[!!!]

Souvenirs? Really? Me too, right?

[poans]

[Ringo receives a balloon bouquet of two flowers. It is somewhat crooked and the flowers aren't consistent, but a clear effort was made.]

For you and Miss Furina.

[hexensabbat]

Awww, this is great! Thanks, Yi Sang!

[Sorry. If he allows it she's slinging an arm around his shoulder to tug him into a one-armed hug.

This may involve her yanking him down to her short height. Sorry again.]

[poans]

[He allows it, partly because he doesn't expect it. Her arm yanks him down, and he all but chokes on his own breath at the suddenness of the gesture.]

Ah . . . Miss Maya also took part in its construction.

[hexensabbat]

I'll thank her in a minute too! Right now I'm thanking you!

So take the gratitude, okay?

[Suffer.]

[poans]

[In the end, he has little choice but to take it.]

I shall.

[enscene]

[Whoa! Balloon bouquet. She's still getting used to being part of a package deal, so Furina is sort of of glowing as she looks at the gift.]

Did you make these yourself? You're an unexpected artisan, in that case.

[poans]

They were made with Miss Maya, who is responsible for most of the concepts.

[He doesn't feel like an artisan. He feels breathless from blowing up so many balloons, like he will never breathe the same again.]

[enscene]

...So you were her assistant, weren't you?

[It's said just slightly deadpan, which for Furina is kind of like a normal person's average intonation, and compared to Yi Sang is probably still a little animated.]

[poans]

Mm, indeed.

[He'd nod along if he were a little more animated. Despite the equal footing he and Maya started on during class, Furina's word of choice is quite accurate to the eventual shift where the latter took charge.]

[enscene]

[Hm... There there, Yi Sang. She pats his arm, not exactly in consolation but in encouragement.]

Her determination is unparalleled... I think her career demands such an indomitable spirit. [Also, Maya just has vision.]

Thank you for the flowers. I can say it's the most novel bouquet I've ever had tossed at my feet!