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[lifeban]

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10:55 am

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"This is Dan Heng. Please text rather than calling."

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[eggshell]

Because I want to taste you?

[lifeban]

Flirting.

[eggshell]

Negging?

[lifeban]

No, just direct flirting.

[eggshell]

Why would I flirt with you?

[lifeban]

That's what I want to know.

[eggshell]

[more crunching, like your cat eating plastic at 3 am.]

Did you want me to flirt with you?

[lifeban]

That's irrelevant-

What are you doing?

[eggshell]

[there is a long, vaguely sheepish pause.]

I found some candy?

[lifeban]

[


better than poisonous berries]

Okay. Back to the topic at hand.

[eggshell]

What do you taste like?

[lifeban]

...I don't know how I'm expected to know the answer to that question.

[eggshell]

Exactly. So, in my benevolence, I am offering to find out for you.

[lifeban]

Literally how are you not processing this as flirting?!

[eggshell]

[do you think there is a version of dan feng out there who knows what flirting is.]

If I had wanted to have you I would not go through asinine avenues such as flirting.

[lifeban]

You are absurd.

[hangs up on him.

but he is on his way to the bar.]

[eggshell]

[his phone is ringing the entire time????????? HELLO???????]

[lifeban]

[SLAMS THE BAR DOOR OPEN, blushing furiously.]

[eggshell]

[dan feng is literally lying on a billiards table like it's a bed. there are several strawberry candy wrappers littered beside him. he lifts his head slightly, brightens up when he sees dan heng, tries to get off said table, and proceeds to overbalance and fall off.]

[lifeban]

[......aeons, his own taste.

stomps over to scoop him up.]

[eggshell]

[GRABS AT HIM TO PULL HIM DOWN]

[lifeban]

[shit, he did not expect that. falls on him with a yelp.]

[eggshell]

[luckily the bar is deserted at ass o clock in the evening, because dan feng takes this Great Opportunity to try and bite him just under his jaw.]

[lifeban]

[fffffuck, lets him, shifting to try and pin him in the meantime. to the fucking... bar floor. sure.]

[eggshell]

[dan feng gets a good lick up the column of his throat before he gets pinned to the slightly sticky bar floor?? he's still vaguely dizzy and he also doesn't really think dan heng is a threat, so. whatever.]

You taste like skin. [he sounds put out by this.]