"Yeah, she was...vulgar when I talked to her. Rude. Like she purposely wanted to make me uncomfortable so that our mun would never have to talk to herself ever again."
"Yeah, I know," Rory says wryly. "She seemed to really enjoy offending me, though. Professor Tick told me she's nice, though, once you get her to open up."
"Well, she's also monochromatic. So physically, not so hard to tell us apart. Oh, and she woks at the brothel. Apparently either is or was a hooker. So yay, that."
"It's good to know I hadn't suddenly gone colour blind," Cameron coughs. "I er... yeah that's..." He clears his throat and mumbles something ununderstandable.
"That was actually me just kinda mumbling and hoping you'd be more embarrassed than me and not ask me what exactly i was mumbling because I really don't have a clue what to say to that," Cameron rambles.
"We're totally different," Cameron objects. "Just because our girlfriends and subtextual boyfriends happen to looks the same, that means nothing. We're like day and night, moon and sun, fire and water and I could go on like this for a while..."
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She looked kinda black and white."no subject
so that our mun would never have to talk to herself ever again."no subject
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and subtextual boyfriendshappen to looks the same, that means nothing. We're like day and night, moon and sun, fire and water and I could go on like this for a while..."no subject
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