week 3; sunday; love group

[selfimmolates]

[a questionable child, a dragon doormat, a protag with a growing harem, a shitlord musician, and a team normal walk into a bar (game room) (on sunday morning)...

aka just tag/top-level/threadjack as you like, there are five of us so what is order]

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[requiemed]

...Of course you did.

[covenantal]

[ That makes him laugh, for some reason. ]

Is that obvious...? I wonder. It was Merriment, Love, and Justice.

[requiemed]

Merriment seems like the kind of person to wear that pizza cat apron, so.

[She shrugs.]

I got Love, Beauty, and Sincerity.

[covenantal]

Those suit you, too. [ with a smile. ]

[symphonise]

Those all suit you.

[ She isn't surprised by any of them. ]