( graveyard: we're cursed..........3 )

[nodo]

[ since there's more of us now, let's set up a scene...ish. we're at the beach! hooray!! it's our government mandated party game!! hopefully everyone is going to be well behaved because law won't give two shits. he's already arranging this for some reason unknown to man. indulgences? indulgences....... everyone get your sins in. taps on watch???

of course there is booze because there is always booze. law does not perceive the meth. (if there is any.)

NOW!! EVERYONE. TWO TRUTHS & ONE LIE. ]

Comments

[notaccurate]

My, how brave of you. Hopefully he appreciated being rescued.

[housewolf]

He complained a little, but teenagers are just like that.

[Familiar affection, like the kid is his step son or something along those lines.]

No, he was grateful. I'm glad we managed to get him before anything serious happened.

[notaccurate]

[Wow, Dad!Omi is super sweet.]

Mmm, it's good that things turned out alright in the end.

Now, when did the collar happen?

[housewolf]

[Mirth and affection at this question.]

The first or second time?

[notaccurate]

Let's start with the first.

[housewolf]

A friend of mine asked me to be a model for a burlesque shoot. The collar was just part of the outfit.

[notaccurate]

That's not nearly as risque as I thought it would be. What was the second time?

[housewolf]

[A burst of deep affection, mellowed over with longing.]

Satoru.

[notaccurate]

I should have expected that one.

[housewolf]

He was really clingy that day. It was cute.

[The feeling continues.]