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 -- tentacleTherapist [TT] began pestering ectoBiologist [EB] at 12:03 --

TT: John?
EB: oh, hello. <3
TT: Are you all right?
EB: what? uh, yes. i’m great, actually, like usual. :)E
EB: why do you ask?
TT: Nothing in particular, so much as a series of smaller things I can’t help but take notice of.
TT: Not least of which is the post you recently made on your blog.
TT: Much as I am loath to pull out this fatigued and grizzled line:
TT: Can we talk?
TT: I’m worried about you.
EB: sure, i guess, but what is there to be worried about?
TT: You do of course know which post I mean.
EB: do i? that could apply to an awful lot, i am pretty active on there.
TT: ...The one you made not half an hour ago?
EB: that could still apply to a few posts, but okay.
TT: John,
TT: Though I seriously doubt its necessity, I will spell it out.
TT: I refer to the post in which you summarily and in somewhat vague terms described yourself as “so incredibly lucky”, which is not so troubling,
TT: Only to continue onward to describe yourself as too dumb, too weird, not attractive enough, et cetera in order to be dating me.
TT: Despite your protestations that there is nothing to be concerned about, your saying such things -- on a theoretically public platform, no less -- implies the converse.
EB: oh, i deleted that, pff.
TT: I noticed.
EB: well, it was just something stupid and i regretted making it. it was pretty embarrassing in hindsight. i was just in a bad mood.
TT: Why so?
EB: ugh, i don’t know! they just come and go sometimes, they are moods. that is what they do.
TT: John...
EB: rose.
TT: You do know that you are in fact both brilliant and exceedingly handsome, and that your weirdness tends to manifest in delightful ways more often than not?
EB: pshhhhh.
TT: …
EB: what?
TT: I...
TT: Just...
TT: All right. Consider this a dead topic.
EB: okay.
EB: oh! then on an unrelated note...
EB: do you want to watch something together later on? i have neeeeaaaarly every available episode of doctor who on my computer and i think you’d really like it.
TT: That would be nice, but I will have to see about that.
EB: aw, well, i hope you can.
EB: or it could be something else completely! it is entirely up to you, i am more interested in deferring to my lady’s preferences here.
EB: ...are you still there?
TT: ...If I might submit one last inquiry on the prior topic.
EB: yes?
TT: Are you...
EB: ...am i...
EB: you’ve been typing and then stopping and deleting it for like a whole minute now.
TT: Sorry.
TT: I will just opt for relative bluntness: Am I doing something wrong? Or strange?
EB: right now? maybe a little strange, i guess.
EB: but i like you strange, so that is a ok.
TT: I meant that to be applied in the context of our relationship at large, in fact.
EB: oh!
EB: what kind of question is THAT to ask?
EB: it is like i said! i am really super fortunate to have you by my side. i almost think light should’ve been my aspect during the game instead!
EB: that’s basically it.
EB: anyway, i’m really sorry but i’ve got to go. i’ll be back around in about an hour, though!
EB: see you, sweetheart! <3
-- ectoBiologist [EB] ceased pestering tentacleTherapist [TT] at 12:18 --
TT: “See you.”
TT: If only, John.