Puppeteer: *groans and walks to the door* Ffffiiiiiine.

X: *chuckles* you get ready. I’ll be in the living room *turns and walks off*

Puppeteer; So does Vincent. *looks at her*

X: *smiles and looks at him* When we come home, I’ll make dinner. You relax.

Puppeteer: After his little slamming the door fit? I’ll pass. *looks away* Vincent: Well. Nothing I can do about it.

X: *walks up and rubs his chest, kissing his cheek* In and out. Then we’re back home

Vincent: What is it, Puppeteer. Puppeteer: Ugh, Vincent. I’m lonely! I want company.

X: Well. We should get ready.

Puppeteer: Talk about bad manners *looks at Vincent* I wanted to stop bye but it seems that there’s unwanted guests.

X: Been awhile since I’ve had to wear this.

Vincent: Hm. *looks away* — Puppeteer: Ugh. Boring *walks off and to the couch*

Vincent: ..And What’re you doing? ((I’ve been wanting to DO TH-)) — Puppeteer: *shoves the door open fully* Yeah! What’re you doing?

X: *smiles and grabs my mask*

Vincent: *leans my head on hers, watching the tv*

X: *walks to the room and to the dresser, opening a drawer and pulling out my machete*

Vincent: *puts mine on a bun and teleports next to her* If they don’t wake up in the next 5 minutes they’re making their own lunches *chuckles, taking a bite*

X: *smiles and pats his gut gently* I’ll repay you later.

Vincent: alllllllright *makes her burger ready and appear on a plate next to her*

X: *sighs and kisses his cheek* It’ll be in and out.

Vincent: *sets the first burger aside* Zyyyyy. What do you like on your burgers