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Posted by Samael Dyson - Yesterday, 03:09 AM
Dyson kicks out!

"Of course I didn't put him in there!" Samael scowls as he gets to his feet. However, he reaches out and grabs the shirt from her hands. "I will take this however. I'm running out of underwear and this could be serviceable if I cut it just right. Imagine Remi, your face snuggled next to my prolific genitals! You're welcome!"

Samael wanders off, leaving behind a slightly disgusted and confused Remi.
Posted by RemiStorm - 07-16-2026, 11:33 PM
"DYSONNNNNNNN!" Remi comes bouncing down the 24/7 hallway, proudly carrying a neatly folded shirt. She finally spies him.

"There you are!" She beams as she prances over. "I got you something."

She proudly holds up the Remi Storm t-shirt. "I just knew you'd want one!" She gives it a little shake before looking him up and down squinting dramatically. "Hmm... I got you a small..." She taps her chin. ".... are you in Youth still?" She offers him the shirt anyway. "Here, if you roll up the sleeves a few times it'll be adorable!"

Dyson simply turns and walks away. Remi gives chase looking offended. "Hey! I got this for you! At least try it on!" She darts in front of him, stretching the shirt open. "I'll help! Arms up!" He ducks. She follows. He dodges. So does she. She huffs. "You're being difficult." She dives at him. "Hold still!"

He backpedals, she makes the leap again, using the shirt like a net, their legs get tangled and they both go down in their classic awkward heap with Remi sprawled on top of him, the shirt still scrunched in her hands.

Then...

CLUNK


The vending machine next to them hums, the door suddenly swinging open, chips and candy bars fly out as a ref crawls out. He dusts himself off... Looks at the two of them... and then slides across the floor.



1!!!!!!







"Did you put him in there?" She accuses Samael.






2!!!!!!