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[oculusriffs]

TG: this is going to be fucking stupid isnt it


[want to get in touch with Dave? you can leave a TEXT, VOICE, or VIDEO message — or alternatively, he shouldn't be too hard to track down in person.]

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[oculusriffs]

[he's SO COOL you just. have no idea.]

[except for the part where he actually isn't, and in fact, almost seems a smidge surprised at the gesture, even if he might have guessed what it was. look, Dave's a weird kid, and he tends to straddle the line between acting like he doesn't care and completely owning his weirdness, so...]

[so maybe the surprise is over the fact that this isn't one of those "you get a Valentine because we're in the same class" deals like most of them were back home. it's more like a "you get a Valentine because we're friends" deal.]

[he's learned, over time, to better respect that kind of sincerity, even though he's not all that great at expressing it himself. he reaches out to take the bag, peeking inside.]

Thanks. [the smirk's become something much more like a smile now, albeit a small one.]

You said it was just girls? When do I get to give you something back?

[gotyourbach]

Mmhm, it's just girls.

[She laughs and reaches back into her backpack, shaking her head as she rummages for something else in it.]

Oh, White Day? It's March 14th... oh! [She freezes, hand still jammed in her bag, flushing red with a sort-of embarrassment.] I'm not expecting you to get me anything, though! I'm just happy I was able to find something to give you at all.

[She pulls her hand back out of her backpack to reveal a second bag.] Can you give these to Sakamoto-kun for me? I have a whole bunch of people I have to track down, and I'm worried I won't be able to find him in time...

[oculusriffs]

[TOO LATE, SHE SAID IT, NO TAKESY BACKSIES.]

[Dave reaches over to take the second bag, though. if it weren't for the shades, which are thankfully a lot more practical out in the middle of the desert than they were in a giant Christmas tree, the amusement on his features might be a whole lot more apparent.]

Yeah, don't worry, I got you. Dude moves at about the pace of a greyhound on nitro.

[is ... is he talking about the bus or the puppy.]

I can usually figure out where he is, though.