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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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[notsolomon]

[William chokes a bit at that last part and has to take a moment to recover.]

I suppose it is more interesting to think about than other things. Definitely is for me.

[At least Leon seems to be a little more reassured, so William will count that as a win.]

[babermetrics]

[Leon's counting that as a win, too. He admitted it! No way. He nudges William's side and laughs, his mood having done a total 180. Thanks bro, you're the best.]

Man, I didn't think you were gonna admit it! Hey, so, c'mon! You gotta tell me who you've got your eye on! I need to know!

[notsolomon]

N-no one. A man just has certain thoughts when by himself, as you should very well know.

[They are talking about this. They really are. Wow. Leon is really the root of half his problems. Totally.]

[babermetrics]

Hey, are you implyin' something about me? . . . 'Cuz you're a hundred percent right!

[He maybe feels a pang of defensiveness, but that's dumb, because William's totally admitting to it! He can't talk! It can't even be an insult! Right? Well, he thinks. And anyway, he's not in the habit of talking about his habits in too much detail with dudes . . . but he has to admit the thought of William owning up to that is pretty . . .

Funny?

Sure, that works as a placeholder feeling there.]

[notsolomon]

You have never given me any reason to think otherwise.

[This conversation took a strange and unexpected turn and William isn't quite sure what to do with it.]

Besides, I am not the type to kiss and tell anyways.

[That is good self. That is smooth.]

[babermetrics]

Hey, it doesn't count if you ain't actually done the kissing part yet! I'm just curious what kinda girl might've caught your eye! Gotta make sure we're not competing, right?

[He bumps up against William's side with a wide, obnoxious smile. At least take comfort in this, William: you definitely made him feel better. He feels downright good, in fact. And he could take that and examine it closely and probably chase the feeling away which would suck, or just ride it while it lasts, and he's sticking with the latter for now.]

. . . I bet you'd like Kirigiri.

[notsolomon]

I suspect our tastes are different enough that competition would be out of the question.

[And he would totally win anyways in a battle for someone's heart.

He raises an eyebrow at the name though]

Isn't that the girl you asked out?

[babermetrics]

Yeah, we went out for coffee! We're not together or anything, but I think she might like me . . . actually, there's a couple girls I'm really into! And they're like total opposites, so I dunno how different our tastes are or aren't! That's why I was so curious!

[Well, one reason. Frankly, he just likes the topic, too.]

You know I'd be your wingman any time, though!

[notsolomon]

...I wouldn't even know what my tastes are, honestly. Other than not annoying.

[This is getting weird again, though he should be surprised by this suddenly flip of the switch, since it's Leon.]

What even is a wingman?

[babermetrics]

Oh man, figures it hadn't been invented yet back in Repressed World . . .

[That's the historian's terms for William's era and country, clearly.]

A wingman is a friend who helps hook you up with someone you've got your eye on! What I'm saying is, if you ever did have someone you wanted to ruin for marriage, I'd put in some legwork for you!