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"Huh?" He turned towards Thackery, a innocent look on his face. Jumping conversations was hard work sometimes ok!

"Oh!...Uhm. Sure!" He said after thinking about it for a second, allowing himself to be pulled away towards the closet without much resistance. Thackery and Remi had gone shopping before, so he knew that Thacks tastes were similar to his own. Albeit the Cerberus tended to venture into the lands of more colors than he did.

Andrew had heard of the party, and planned to steer way clear. He had no interest in cuddling, or the host, a dog. So when Olivia’s text arrived, Andrew was in the mist of Frightday night video games, yelling at the other members of the raid directions and spamming DPs on his rouge. It was a bit of time before he even noticed the text and even longer before he responded.



He could only hope that that would be enough for the ghoul to drop the subject. Cuddling and dogs. Nope, he wasn't going. Olivia was on her own with this one. Even if he really did like Olivia, they wouldn't be doing any cuddling anyway.

Changing clothes required some privacy, so it made sense to Thackery that the door would need to be closed behind them. It would have made even more sense to turn the light on first, but he didn't, so they were met with darkness, a whole lot of doodles and pawprints and faces drawn with something glowy, and a smell indicative of minipets.

"Oops, uh..." Ashamed at his lack of foresight, he fumbled around until he found the light, setting to work and sifting through his clothes as soon as he did. After some consideration, he finally settled on his only orange shirt and Scarentine's themed pajama bottoms, plucking them from their respective piles.

"Okay, here you go!" He held them towards Remi with one hand, covering his eyes with the other. "You can change and stuff. I won't look!"

Clearly she had approached the group during a very oh so serious discussion. And she had no idea what. Cuddling? Despite the smile on her lips, her eyes read complete confusion as she blinked at Frost for a few good moments before replying, "yes?" Sure, she'd agree with him, why not.

Another good set of blinks before the red head was upon her, excited. Her expression brightened, "hello," she greeted almost wishing to match the energy of the other ghoul. And she had a name now, thanks to Efflo - such a nice boil to provide introductions even though she had noooo idea what the rest of the situation was at hand. "I'm Olivia," she provided.

Wait. Efflo was suddenly wandering off and... Sibly seemed to have been struck by someone. Wait. Confusion go!

Oh wait, her phone was making fun sounds. Her hand dove into her pocket to retrieve is, only to make her phone. Aaw, Andrew wouldn't be coming!

phantompanther13

text to Andrew

Aw! sad

IStoleYurVamps

sammpai

eight

He glared and only tugged harder. Nice try, but no.

Amrita only became vaguely aware there was a little contest going on...when there was a large wolf in the room. That was a little hard to ignore, and when Frost asked his question, the Patchwork could only give a small, sheepish little smile. "Not really my type, sorry."

Her face - at least what was left of it - had taken on an odd colour to it, sort of an awkward undead blush at the subject matter at hand. It also made her rush off to deposit the stolen box in it's proper place, only to return to further distractions with Junko. The hug was more than accepted, because distractions were amazing. "I'm...actually really terrified about this, you know? I've never done something this big before...I mean I had yearbook but it's nothing like...you know." She gestured uselessly, at a loss for words. Her win was still leaving her stupefied. The Futakuchi-Onna had leaned in to whisper something very serious to her, and the blush returned full force.

"I...I have no intention of doing that! It's...kind of what I do anyway...though..." She mumbled, poiting the tips of her index fingers together sheepishly. Protecting Aymet was something of a thing for her; she had been doing it for a long while, up to and including the whole Seven Kings fiasco. It was both a blessing and an outright curse that he had won the Presidency.

"Jove! Welcome back...Hey, are you okay? You look kinda...sad?" Or maybe focused? It was hard to tell, what with his being super quiet and all.

The ice that had just started to form on the wall, keeping him from getting pulled away, crackled and shattered. Gabby was tugged into the room, keeping his head down and his body slumped with so much unhappiness that he was sure no one would come anywhere near him. He was literally radiating DNW. It was a wonder Efflo tolerated him at all.

"I'm here." He leaned in and punched Frost on the shoulder when they passed, because this was all his fault. "But I'm not cuddling."

Thackery waited with a little smile on his face, idly swaying to pass the time, until Remi commented on all those closet implications. Oh Jack. Oh Jack he hadn't thought of that.

Reflexively, he did move his hand so he could look at him while he spoke; as soon as he realized what he'd done, he panicked and pressed his palm over his eyes again. He tried to say something, cheeks hot with embarrassment, but a strained squeak was the only thing that came out. It was only after he smashed his other hand over his face that he could finally make words happen.

"N..no! I mean, wait, no, yes you can leave your..." Okay, he couldn't talk with his eyes closed. It was harder than talking and walking by like a billion times over. He moved his hands, relaxing when he saw pajamas and not skin. "You can leave them anywhere you find space, and um...those fit you well!"

His tone had been tense and frantic, but he calmed after getting all of that out. The silence after he stopped felt heavy, and he hesitated before he reached for the doorknob, the flicker of his gaze implying he might have something else to say. But he didn't, for whatever reason, and opened the door to rejoin the party again.

"You'll be a lot more comfy now," he said, looking at Remi over his shoulder. "And we match!"

They didn't even kind of match.

He must have still been disoriented, because he almost backed right into Demi as he stepped out.

"Oh! Hi, Demi! A surprise?" he asked, ears perking. "Wait...a good surprise, right?" He didn't know if he could handle any more bad surprises right now, but it might be a bit hard to avoid it, since he was already here, presumably ready to unleash his aforementioned surprise. Maybe if he ran fast enough....