Chyrso: Your mind ‘stripped’? // Galacti: DUDE- -cracks up-

Luin: Or say that you’ll play ‘wrestling’ underneath the bed covers. | Elijah: What?

Chyrso: ....( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) mkay // Galacti: Pfffft-

Elijah: Becwuse I’m innocent? I don’t know how to flirt. | Luin: Just say you’re waiting to be inside his pants.

Chyrso: Then why amn’t I dead // Galacti: Dude you’re horrible at flirting-