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[uncouthhatcher]

[Sure, he's walking through the city today with Chobo, but he's also twirling a rose behind his back. For some reason, he just can't put it down. Though maybe he'd just give it to someone. Like Crys. Or Silver. Or something. Someone. Hell, even Chobo could eat it.

Not being a fan of chocolates or real sweet things in general, he's chocolate free.

Just.

A little more courageous than usual, maybe, though you can't tell it right off. Courageous enough to maybe, you know, ask someone out. Steady out. Out out. Dating. Life partners. Daycare couple.

Maybe.

Anyway, the important thing is that he's got something to propose and someone to propose to and it's gonna be faaaaantastic and food filled. Pokégear, let's shine the spotlight! Man, it's still weird to use it like this!]

Hope everyone's lovey dovey day was cool, since for sad singles like myself it's just a cruel reminder of reality. [~Dramatic~] Anyway, since that's outta the way, I've got a plan.

[He pauses, idly twirling the flower hidden from view, and grins as he pushes Chobo away from his back with his free hand.]

A cook off. We got any aspirin' chefs or something like that? I figure that with so many kinds of people from all round the galaxy or whatever there's a ton of different flavors, so it'd be fun! For everyone! Especially me, 'cause I'm gonna be judgin' it!

[Hell yeah. Free food. Free, delicious food. Mmmm. Yes. Just what one needs after a single's Valentine's Day where you got pity chocolate from your best friends.]

Any takers?

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[uncouthhatcher]

[Yeah, no, now the flame's lit. He clenches his fists and draws away, standing up. His voice is a little strained, sure, but otherwise it's steady and annoyed.]

That's 'cause I ain't got any issues with anybody! Everything's cool! I don't know what makes you think it ain't! I mean, sure, I was havin' a little thing about it, but everything's smoothed over and all. Ain't nothin' for you to worry about.

[That aside--]

And I'm not makin' jokes. You just talk too much. That's all.

[And to make things worse:]

I wanna kiss you too, sometimes, alright?!

[capturespecialist]

[It was an issue, jerkface, it was such an issue --

Crystal sits up just as quick as he stands; she's tensed up, and her voice is higher-pitched than before. She might be trembling a little, but at least she sounds firm.]

You're not going to get the chance to! [Acting like that -- not that she's better, right now, but she'll think about that later.] And -- who even said I wanted to kiss you, anyway! I don't! I was just saying that if we went out, we'd probably do it!

[uncouthhatcher]

[This ain't going the way he wants at all, so he pushes away from the couch at the same time he turns and goes to her door, pausing. Even if he can't see her, he can imagine her.]

That's all the answer I need, thanks. I'll see you around.

[Probably.]