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[notsolomon]

This is William Twining. I shall reply to your message at my earliest convenience. Thank you. ***BEEP***

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[babermetrics]

If you mean looking through the poems like half an hour

I was bored

I just copy pasted it tho I didnt type out that whole thing

[notsolomon]

Still that's long than I would have expected.

Did you just want to show off the raunchy poem?

[babermetrics]

yup lol

Well no

I wanted to see if Kazuya talked to you

[notsolomon]

About what?

I did talk to him a while ago though.

[babermetrics]

About all that stuff with the future husband thing

He said he was gonna call you

[notsolomon]

Yes. He called me about that. It went fine.

Why?

[babermetrics]

I just wanted to make sure it went ok

he was totally freaked out man

I seriously thought he had it bad for you

[notsolomon]

It is fine. It went fine.

And he doesn't. And if he did, it wouldn't matter now.

[babermetrics]

Wait why wouldnt it

Did you get with someone?

or did he

[notsolomon]

No I didn't.

And I doubt he did.

It just doesn't. Okay?

[babermetrics]

Yeah fine

geez I was just asking

Did I piss you off..........

Is stuff ok between you guys

is stuff ok with us.....

[notsolomon]

No.

And yes we are fine.

All of us. I am fine with everybody.

So it is nothing to worry about.

[babermetrics]

are YOU fine

wanna hang out

[notsolomon]

I am completely and utterly fine.

And yes.

[babermetrics]

Cool what dyou wanna do? Wanna go out somewhere

[notsolomon]

Do you want to go get coffee? Or something like that?

[babermetrics]

Yeah sounds good

You dont play any sports right?

[notsolomon]

I know a good place then.

And no I don't. Sports and I are not on speaking terms.

[babermetrics]

lol I figured

LETS DO THIS Ill meet you at the train station in the shopping district

[notsolomon]

You figured.

But see you there.

[babermetrics]

lol no offense

[And with that, he's off to catch a train; he's already dressed, and it's William, so it's not like he needs to go primp or anything. (Maybe for like, two minutes. He can't not primp some.)

Once he's off the train and onto the platform, he keeps an eye out for that blond hair, craning his neck to get a look through the crowd. Is he here first? Hmm . . . ]

[notsolomon]

[It never takes William long to get ready, one of the many virtues of being fastidious when it came to his appearance. It also helped that the modern age had far more simplistic and lax standards for that sort of thing.

So he manages to arrive a few minutes later.]

I did not keep you waiting long, did I?

[babermetrics]

[By then he's determined William isn't there yet, and is leaning up against a wall to mess with his CereVice; he looks up when he hears William and waves, tucking that away into his jacket for now.]

Yooo! I'm not used to bein' anywhere first, ha ha! I was already half out the door though. So where is this place?

[notsolomon]

You were fast for once.

[Not that Leon is slow exactly. But William tends to be insanely punctual when he can help it. Usually.]

A few blocks from here, so it's convenient. But let's go.

[babermetrics]

[He falls into step beside William. It's a nice day, but it basically always is here under the dome, so he's not sure why he even still notices—but he does. Maybe it just feels nicer to be out with a friend.]

So you're for-real not mad at me about that whole thing, right?