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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Comments

[fireball]

No! Of course not!

[ She genuinely doesn't think it is! Or at least she's pretty sure?? ]

Why would you think—

[ Just. Freezes. Genuinely has no idea how she wants to respond to him at this revelation. ]

[gamboler]

[ Yeah he should. Probably not answer that..... ]

Okay, so which one are you, instead? Now you have to tell me or I'll assume the worst.

[ That she's the friendless one. ]

[fireball]

[ ... long pause. Possibly too long to be believed, but, ]

The singing one.

[ It actually is said with a fair amount of conviction, like no, it's definitely that one for her. ]

[gamboler]

[ ...#doubt ]

Two of these could happen to be true for one person, you know.

[ She could be the friendless one and also happen to not know how to sing. ]

[fireball]

[ ... ]

Okay, but that person isn't me.

[ ...... leaning in. ]

Maybe it's you? He who smelt it dealt it, and all that.

[ Her knowledge that it almost certainly isn't him, look at him, he's so great of course he has friends is fighting a valiant battle against the blind confidence she goes about her life with. ]

[gamboler]

[ A scoff that comes perhaps a little too quickly: ]

Tch, as if...I have friends far and wide throughout the cosmos! [ ...It could have possibly been his. If there wasn't another one way more specific to him. His definition of "friend" is a little unusual, anyway. ] Let's just assume this one is Messmer and keep moving.

[ Damn, Messmer catching strays... ]

[fireball]

[ She just blinks, because friends far and wide throughout the cosmos does actually sound like protesting too much. Is it?? Aventurine?? He who smelt it DID dealt it?? It's not her??—

She smiles, easy at his suggestion. ]

Yeah! You know what, you're probably right. Messmer totally gives off friendless loser vibes, unlike the two of us.

[ Casually slings an arm around him. No friendless losers in this conversation, no sir! ]