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LOVE CONFESSIONS

You can't be around this person without your stomach tying up in knots or your heart skipping a beat. You know, all those cliches people use to describe that feeling of being in love with someone close to you.

You've finally decided it's time to share those feelings of yours and get them out in the open, even if it doesn't end well for you!

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1. extravagant confession. You've set up a wonderful night, planned everything down to the T to make sure it's perfect for your confession!
2. note/text. You couldn't do it face to face, so you send a note or a text instead.
3. doomed. You know the other person doesn't love you or just can't be with you, but you need them to know how you feel anyway.
4. childish. You're not actually in love. You just have a childish crush on someone's close to you.
5. bittersweet. Things have all gone to hell anyway, so you might as well let everything out in the open, right?
6. in the heat of the moment. You guys are having an argument and you didn't mean to blurt out how you feel about them, but... oops.
7. serious. You're dead serious about this person, no doubt in your mind, and it's time to tell them.
8. a lie. You don't really love this person, but you're forced to play along either for their sake or because someone is forcing you to.
9. drunk confession. You're not in your right mind, either from drugs or alcohol, and you just let it all hang out about how you feel about this person.
10. lust confession. You don't love them exactly, you just want their body.
11. still in love. You were together once before and broke up for some reason, but you still love this person and they have to know it.
12. other. miss something? Play it out anyway!

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Agreed wholeheartedly.

[...a pause.]

... Do you have your phone on you, by any chance? We should at the very least inform Strider not to wait up.

I can't remember, let me check. [aaaaaand with that she just empties her entire sylladex onto them]

[OW]

[haha Rose is drunk enough that all this does is make her laugh. still giggling she reaches into her pocket (oops) and withdraws her phone] Here it is! I do have it.

[goddammit Rose] Are you in sufficient enough control of your faculties to send him a text, or should I?

I'm perfectly capable of whatever I set my mind to, thank you all the same. [so there. texting him now wheeee look at her go.]

I simply felt I should ask. [and how coherent is it.]

You're a wonderful gentleman despite being really shitty at letting me make romantic gestures while you're sleeping. [not very. but Dave's as sloshed as she is so it's cool]

I'm very aware. [ok then] ...Shall I get you some water?

[she shakes her head earnestly] I'd rather you bring me the stars, please.

[he can't help but smile. she's really too endearing like this.]

They're not mutually exclusive, I believe, but very well.

[trying to stand up now.]

[god damn it stop moving so quickly!!1! Rose goes back to holding onto both David and the door as she renews the struggle to stand upright. fuck this is difficult.]

[fine, fine. helping her up.]

[no stop that she is capable ok] I can do it myself.

[rose you're also drunk as fuck.] Oh, that's convincing. I'm convinced.

[SHE CAN DO IT] Excellent. Now stop helping and let me get up.

[just going to lean back and watch this. this is going to end well.]

[MAKING A VALIANT EFFORT TO STAND

and eventually after much finagling and pauses is in an upright position leaning completely on the door. unfortunately all this sudden movement has made her very dizzy and she just slides back down into her original position, groaning a little.]

[fuck, he's laughing. he extends a hand again.]

You tried.

Edited 2012-08-07 20:10 (UTC)

[taking it with a sullen expression on her face] Shut up.

[just going to help bring her up to her feet--slowly--before putting his hands at her waist to steady her once she's up. have a kiss, Rose.]

[cheap shot, man, cheap shot. but she puts her hands over his all the same, both to reaffirm that she's not going to fall over and because it's nice.]

[yes, absolutely not going to fall over. just going to put his arm around her shoulders after that.

[ok this is very acceptable. she'll be leaning into that arm a bit but collects herself as much as a drunk can] All right, we can leave now.

[oh yes look at how collected she is.] Then let us be off. A balcony, or the yard? Which shall it be?