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?

Boom Boom Room | Dates | Property Damage
Truth Booth Voting | Match Ceremony Voting

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sweet bean

[fireball]

[ is gripped, her mouth forming a little o at the realization of what is happening.

... grips his shoulders as he pulls away! ]

It's fine! It's fine. [ she IS going to shake him. a little. ] I mean, I've been operating under the assumption I was probably matched with a dude all week, but after talking it out, like, a lot...

[ shrug. ]

It's fine. Neither of us is picking next week, but we can leave it to fate. [ oooh she feels stupid saying that, but at the same time, it's... pretty much accurate? ] Someone has gotta be a heterosexual couple around here. Who knows! It'd be fitting leaving it to the last week.

HE JUST. . . HAS SO MANY FEELINGS. . . 1/2

[ordimame]

[LETS HIMSELF BE SHOOK. . . but he does look a little relieved when she tells him it's fine, a tiny smile working its way back onto his features]

Okay. Thanks.

[he manages to squeak, voice weak. DEEP BREATHS, EDAMURA. . .]

[ordimame]

[MORE SERIOUSLY--]

My honest thoughts are that we might be a bit too similar to be paired together, but that's me operating under the assumption that my match is someone completely different from me.

[he is self-aware enough to know he thrives on the trope of "opposites attract"]

But then again. . . who knows, right? Most of my picks for my "perfect match" have been girls, just based on. . . [ON WHAT??] . . . on the way our personalities fit together.

So I wouldn't be surprised if my "perfect match" is a girl, too.

[fireball]

[ oh that squeak. She really could push him around if she wanted to, couldn't she—

She doesn't particularly want to? So it's alright, she doesn't have to. ]

Yeah... I was thinking it's because we're so similar that they wouldn't have matched us together, but when everyone else is so different... maybe? If like, we're an island of normalcy. That's what I kept coming back to before. It makes sense, I think.

[ But she doesn't know! She'll let go of him now.

Beam at him. ]

On the bright side for you, every woman here is a total catch, so you pretty much can't lose.

[ even grandma. auntie. whichever, ]

[ordimame]

[she absolutely could. she'd have him wrapped around her finger]

[her comment about the women in the game all being catches, though. . . HE HUFFS]

Yeeeeah. They really are. I don't think I could even begin to compare with any of them.

[fireball]

Nahhh, you sell yourself short. [ Get it, because he's short. Anyway—

In a stage whisper: ] You're one of the better ones.

[ordimame]

[HE IS SHORT HELP. . .]

What--? The better. . . what? Poppy, what?

[fireball]

You.

[ Pokes a finger square into his chest. ]

Are one of the better guys here.

[ordimame]

[?!]

. . . what's wrong with the other guys here?

I mean-- thank you, but--?

[fireball]

[ oh isn't that a mood, that the first place his mind went to is it can't because of me, it has to be because there's something wrong with everyone else. And he's. Not wrong, ]

Okay, yeah, so you're not competing with like, Verso, [ but look at him. WHO IS, ] but it's not like you wear a weird hat at all waking hours of the day and you're not some jackass prettyboy who thinks he's better than everyone else and your limbs are correctly proportioned and you're capable of like, eye contact.

[ Just mows down other guys without skipping a beat.

Here's the beat now. ]

But you're also, I dunno, easy to talk to? Like I'd hang out with you pretty much any day of the week. It's nice being around you, there's no pressure or worries or anything like that. So you're one of the better guys here.

1/2

[ordimame]

[I MEAN SHE CALLED HIM ONE OF THE GOOD ONES, SO. . . !]

[. . . . . .]

. . . the hat isn't that weird. . .

[one. token effort. to defend poor Rom]

[ordimame]

[but then she continues, and his perplexed features soften]

. . . I'm happy to hear that. Really, I am! I don't know how it makes me. . . "one of the good ones," but. . .

You're easy to talk with too, Poppy.

[because she ISN'T WEIRD]

[.. .]

[also would she be saying this if she knew he was a con man]

[fireball]

[ Poppy just smiles at him, like no, the hat is weird.

And her own smile falters at the reverse uno compliment, because she genuinely wasn't fishing for something. To have the sentiment returned? Of someone else's own free will? Give her a second before she looks back up at him, happy. ]

I am, aren't I? [ No she is not, the weird handicap everyone else is sporting around her is doing a fuckton of favours and she knows it. Still, she's going to carry on, bright and chipper. ] I think there's... a lot to be said about that. When someone gets you.

[ Because she only has. One person, really,

also knowing he's a conman would probably make him even cooler in her books. i casually say like i didn't just watch the first episode ]

[ordimame]

[she SHOULD carry on, bright and chipper ALSO YELLS IN ARI WATCHING THE FIRST EPISODE HEHE]

. . . yeah. There really is.

[he smiles at that, gaze flickering away, suddenly pensive]

[. . .]

Say, Poppy. . . let's hang out again next week, all right?

[fireball]

[ !

Oh, she wasn't expecting him to look away like that... But the offer keeps a soft smile on her face.

So she'll lean into him slightly, a small shoulder bump before she's standing upright once again. ]

Sure. I'd like that.