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[viver]

Let's see—

[ Please hold. ]

Black, white waistband. Calvin Klein.

[kobes]

[this time the sigh.is captured.]

I actually wouldn't mind those back. As long as they aren't, um...irrevocably torn or soiled.

[viver]

They're clean. And in one piece. [ i swear this isn't a pun. unless ] It's the least I could do.

Would you like to come get them?

[kobes]

I would, yes. I owe you an apology in person for my behavior.

Besides, I'm more likely to wear those than any other style.

[viver]

Oh, good. Which part of your behavior would you be apologizing for?

[kobes]

[an extremely undignified moment of stammering, then:] A-All? Of it?

[viver]

That seems like an awfully big apology. Should I do the same?

[kobes]

W-Well, no, you didn't -- you weren't --

[stammering, blushing.]

I was the one who, um. Propositioned you.

[viver]

And this was an offense to me, you think.

[kobes]

[a faltering hesitation.]

I-It wasn't. Very polite.

[viver]

Yet I remember it being very pleasant.

[ Interesting, the way the house changed everyone around. Part of him would like to believe that this is the act, though. Then they could start playing a different game. ]

Unless you tell me you disagree.

[kobes]

W-Well, I'm not -- I don't mean that it wasn't that.

[because the truth is: jakob was just koby without any of the anxiety or self-confidence issues. jakob wanted what koby wanted, and he didn't let anything stand in his way, and koby admires and envies and fears that part of him.

a little huffy sound, then:] It was very pleasant, yes. I just -- wasn't very polite about it. That's what I mean.

[viver]

Glad to hear it. Shall we give it another try? So you can make any amendments you want.

[kobes]

[another moment of stammering, a sheepish, surprised laugh, then:] I'm not -- cool anymore. Just. So you know.

[viver]

I appreciate the honesty. [ Teasing. ] I've suffered a few changes myself.

[kobes]

[koby laughs again, suddenly sheepish.] You're right, I'm not the only one, we were all -- not ourselves last month. I'm being silly.

If you'd like to, I'd like to see you again, yes. Properly.

[viver]

[ Ah, cute. ]

That sounds like a wonderful idea. Where would you like to meet?

[kobes]

W-Well, I'm usually in the library? Um, or out by the lake, with Abraham Lincoln. [a pause.] The duck, not -- not the person. He's dead.

[viver]

For now, at least.

[ Oh look, a joke about the absolute chaos this place makes out of death. ]

I prefer the outdoors.

[kobes]

-- I guess I can't argue with that. [another of those soft, self-deprecating laughs.]

The lake, then. It's nice this time of year.

[viver]

It is.

I'll make the delivery as discreet as possible for you, love. Just let me know when you're ready.

[kobes]

W-Well, don't -- don't put yourself out.

[the huffy little sounds of someone preparing to go out to the lake.]

But don't, um. You don't have to be sneaky or...or anything.

[viver]

Only because you told me to.

[ Imagine bossing the 6'7" entity around, Koby. ]

You mentioned what's changed. I want to know what stayed the same.

[kobes]

[oh, he's imagining. he's imagining it very, very vividly.]

Uhm. Well, physically, I'm...mostly the same? Same height and everything. No more piercings. Ah...I don't know. What did you mean specifically?

[viver]

I meant whatever came to mind.

[ What better way to know Koby's priorities? ]

Are you going to miss his piercings? My skin had tattoos all over. Scars, too. I haven't decided if I should bring them back.