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[originallutece]

Rosalind Lutece

Doctor of physics, professor at Recollé University.

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8/3 Misfire text

[rygdea]

...So, Tarr. When are we hanging out again? I kind of gotten sidetracked with work, even though I'm on frickin vacation. I really want to spend more time with you but things are a little hectic.

I'm moving to a new place soon. It feels damn good to be able to say that after living with my brother for half a year. I love Ardyn to death but I need the space to clear my head.

A lot of...interesting stuff happened last month. I guess you could say I'm still reeling from it. I swear that the only good thing about August was meeting you.

I still have that mocha chocolate cheesecake on my mind! That was pretty damn good.

Well contact me whenever, okay? I can make plenty of room on my calendar for dessert~

[originallutece]

[On the one hand, she's not a cruel person. This is obviously a very sincere text, and frankly, she's glad Fynn's got someone in his life he can send this to.

On the other hand: oh my god.]

Flattering as the offer is, Fynn, I'm going to have to pass. My boyfriend would be terribly annoyed if I went out to have ~dessert~ with another man.

1/??

[rygdea]

[Oh Lawd, Jesus! It's a fire---]

...huh?

2/4

[rygdea]

You're taken?!

3/4

[rygdea]

You low down cheating DOG!
I ought to punch the stupid out of you for stringing me along---

...wait. This isn't his number!

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[rygdea]

Okay, who the FUCK are you?!
How the hell---?! OH YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDIN!

ASDFGHJKL! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

[originallutece]

It's stunning to me how you can manage to scream even over text.

[rygdea]

...oh shut up. Just stop typing.

[originallutece]

Does this mean no dessert?

[rygdea]

...Rosalind! Dammit, woman! That text wasn't meant for you!

Pllllease don't tell anyone about this! Just tape your mouth shut!

[originallutece]

[She won't tell anyone. She really won't.]

Tell me who this was intended for.

[rygdea]

NO!!!!. I'm not telling! No, no, no, no...!

[Guess who's absolutely mortified right now and horribly shy regarding all matters pertaining to the heart. This loser riiiight here.]

[originallutece]

You must realize I have Ardyn at the top of my contacts.

[rygdea]

...You wouldn't dare.

[originallutece]

There wouldn't be a moment of hesitation.

[rygdea]

...Damn you! His name is...Constantine. Constantine Tarr, okay? It's his English name. He's Koreanish? I think.

Really nice guy but mean looking face. He's a baker at a fancy cake shop in town.

[originallutece]

And this would be your, what, second date?

[rygdea]

[He's so annoyed with you, doc! SO ANNOYED.]

...Yes. Second date. I'm actually getting ready now.

[originallutece]

I'd recommend calling him to confirm. Make sure to iron your clothes, now.

[rygdea]

Don't you patronize me! I already ironed one of my shirts, thank you.




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Brb, calling him.