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[brushoff]

"You've reached the inbox of one Dorian Gray. Don't forget to leave me a message. If you're interesting, I'll get back to you."

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[brushoff]

Oh, just a kiss? [ he calls back, sighing dramatically to Pagan's retreating form.

Whatever. He can just chill in the bed, snuggle under the covers, and hog all the pillows until Pagan returns. This shitty mobile game isn't going to play itself. ]

[crab_rangoon]

[And Pagan joins him after a while, hair still damp.]

You still haven't passed that level?

[brushoff]

It's tough!

[ one hundred and fifty years old, getting his ass kicked by Candy Crush. ]

Anyway, I'm not going to spend any money to unlock the perks. I'll figure it out eventually.

[crab_rangoon]

You don't have any fucking money here, you idiot.

[He reaches over and swipes on the phone to clear four.]

[brushoff]

[ Dorian sighs, shaking his head before pointing out, ]

I'm sure I have money here, even if we're in some sort of alternate universe whatever. Something something time travel.

[crab_rangoon]

You don't have money. [He rests his head on Dorian's chest.]

You're a poor fucker like the rest of us.

[brushoff]

[ Poor fucker? Oh no. Don't mind Dorian as he reaches over for his communicator, flips it on, then starts... ]

Hey babe!

[crab_rangoon]

[Pagan laughs at the response.]

You're so fucking embarrassing.

[brushoff]

You're putting a ring on this! [ he happily, shamelessly chirps. ]

[crab_rangoon]

[He pats his chest.]

Yes, yes. Now put that away and get some sleep.

[brushoff]

Happily.

[ though he's gonna snuggle next to Pagan as he does so. ]