GRAVEYARD - SPIN THE BOTTLE OVERFLOW

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where we can be drunk the night before endgame without hitting captcha, sorry mods we love you

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[selfinserting]

A paper crane...? I, um, I don't think so. Why?

[He tilts his head.]

[swordflash]

[His brow creases in mild confusion.]

We made some together. He wanted to give one to everyone here, but especially you.

[selfinserting]

[It isn’t hard to detect the surprise in his expression.]

I... Especially me? Why?

[swordflash]

He thought you might like it—being remembered.

I guess he couldn't send them with the postcards . . .

[selfinserting]

[Regardless of whether or not it worked, he looks clearly touched after the surprise fades, letting out a heavy exhale once he takes that in.]

It was... That was really nice of him, even if it didn't come over. [And, after a moment:] Nice of, um, nice of you too. I mean, if you helped him with it... Thank you.

[swordflash]

[His cheeks color a tad at the gratitude. That's too sincere!]

I didn't do that much . . .

How about this? Once we're done here, we can find some paper and fold those cranes you never got. If you don't know how to make them, I'll show you.

[selfinserting]

I, um... [aaaaa] I'd really, um, really like that.

[But!]

You, um, you can go whenever you want to. With the - bottle.