[Davesprite pushes himself up again to level a stare at Dirk.]
Oh my god, you actually want to keep it. You are actually in--
[GODDAMMIT these stupid EGGS. He shoves them between his side and the back of the couch and continues text-wise:]
so obviously youre madly in love with my freakish inexplicable witchspawn but can you stop with the googly eyes for long enough to bend the twisted maze of your brain to the task of figuring out why thik is HAPPENING
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[Davesprite pushes himself up again to level a stare at Dirk.]
Oh my god, you actually want to keep it. You are actually in--
[GODDAMMIT these stupid EGGS. He shoves them between his side and the back of the couch and continues text-wise:]
so obviously youre madly in love with my freakish inexplicable witchspawn
but can you stop with the googly eyes for long enough to bend the twisted maze of your brain to the task of figuring out why thik is HAPPENING
[Starting to typo-stutter in his distress here.]