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viticsus.

        Anyone ever tell you that you love running your mouth?

you do. constantly.

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viticsus.

         You can’t read my mind, so my statement still stands.

as far as i’m concerned my point hasn’t changed, either.

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viticsus.

        The hell do you mean by that?

exactly what i said!

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viticsus.

         Unfortunate, because I pride myself on being unpredictable.

pft -- what? you’re the most predictable person i know!

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viticsus.

         What’s it to you?

i was just curious so i could plan out my next moves.

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viticsus.

         You came to me.

so you’re not done?

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viticsus.

         Being agreeable is so… dull.

are you done?

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viticsus.

          You need to do that less. It makes it hard for me to justify what I do.

oh, so sorry for being an agreeable wife.

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viticsus.

           Maybe your senses are just inferior.

they are! i’m not arguing with you, i’m agreeing with you!

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viticsus.

         Don’t make it sound like it’s weird!

i wasn’t! that’s literally why you can hear and smell me from a mile away!

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viticsus.

         Then again it’s impossible considering you’re never quiet and wear strong-smelling things.

not my fault you have alien smelling and hearing.

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top 10 girl group biases: (10/10) (formerly) aoa’s park choa

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viticsus.

           By who’s standards?

earth and alien -- do i need to start listing my accomplishments so you can get it? 

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viticsus.

           You know what is rocket science? How you put up with me.

good thing i’m a genius, then. ~

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viticsus.

           Maybe that’s the point. Aren’t you a rocket scientist?

wanting to surprise you is not rocket science.

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viticsus.

          A bit of a warning would be appreciated…

well then it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?

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vitiicsus.

         Rolling his eyes dramatically Vegeta just determined what she said as noise, exhausted in the head and not wanting to commit to conversation. Her teasing didn’t really help, but it did make him feel normal again. In other ways such was probably detrimental, that lives were erased for funsies and then the ones remaining were expected to just… go on. Sure, he revived the parallel universe with the wish they were given, but… that didn’t make things better. It was the sentiment of the matter.

         Grunting, he just looked over at her. “Well, if you’re done with your face shit, come over here.” Because it was time to just suck it up and move on as usual. Being caught in his feelings isn’t going to change anything and no one would understand anyway. It didn’t occur to him that perhaps this kind of talk was what he needed, even if sparse in delivery.

she still doesn’t know the full extent of everything that happened, but by now she can see him easing back into his normal self. she smiles, feeling that she at least progressed a little bit. ❝ hey, don’t knock my face creams. they’re the only thing keeping me looking as young as you do all the time! ❞ god forbid she get a wrinkle! she gets up from her spot at the vanity then makes her way to the bed.

        she climbs on to the bed and gets right up beside him, keeping herself propped up on her elbow. her expression is a rather expectant one now, but she’s mostly excited that he called her over. ❝ we don’t all have those young alien genes. ❞