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-- ectoBiologist
[EB]
began pestering tentacleTherapist
[TT]
at 01:13 --
EB: hey.
TT: Hello, John.
TT: You're up awfully late.
EB: so are you! hehe.
EB: i am glad you are here to talk to though.
TT: One of the benefits of having a passive-aggressive parent is she couldn't care less about the hours I set for myself.
TT: Are you having another anxiety flare?
EB: i don't think so?
TT: Did you take your medication?
EB: i took it two hours ago.
EB: i should be sleepy by now.
TT: That's not good.
TT: What's on your mind?
EB: nothing!
EB: nothing really.
EB: nothing at all.
TT: Not only did you answer too quickly to be entirely honest, but you've always been a bad liar.
TT: And you also chose to message me instead of my dearest brother, who is also awake right now.
EB: i know.
EB: i just.
EB: rose i have to vent and if i don't i feel like i might explode or something.
EB: so if you could just never tell anyone anything i tell you ever, that would be great.
EB: yeah.
TT: I know you value your privacy, John.
TT: And if nothing else, I'm here to listen.
EB: rose, i need help.
EB: everyone is hot.
EB: girls are hot.
EB: guys are hot.
EB: other people are hot.
EB: trolls are hot.
EB: carapaces are hot.
EB: even cherubs are hot.
EB: and i think there is something wrong with me because i can't sleep thinking about stupid things i saw during the day and i just feel itchy sort of.
EB: i don't know what is happening but it happened fast.
EB: roxy asked me a question in class today and i didn't even hear it because i was paying too much attention to her boobs.
EB: then when i was about to drive home i was in my car and i saw dirk at football practice and he took his shirt off and all i could think about was the muscles in his back and whether the rest of him is just as tan.
EB: i accidentally put my car in drive instead of reverse and scraped the front bumper to hell.
EB: i never noticed any of this before and i don't know why i am noticing it now but it is kind of freaking me out a little!
TT: Oh, John.
EB: what???
TT: Welcome to your sex drive.
TT: You're a few years late, but it's not a race.
EB: so i'm not a complete pervert?
TT: Not yet, but I'm sure that will come in time.
TT: Besides, nothing can so thoroughly mentally scar me as what Dave put me through two and a half years ago.
EB: this is normal????????
TT: I'm not sure whether to say fortunately or unfortunately, but yes.
TT: This is completely normal.
EB: then why can't i sleep?
TT: Because you're worrying yourself over nothing.
TT: Turn off your computer, do a few circular breathing exercises, then try to sleep.
EB: like i have been doing for the past hour and a half?
TT: If that's not working to relieve your tension, I know what I would recommend, but implementing it is up to you.
EB: i will try pretty much anything at this point.
TT: Have an orgasm.
TT: It will certainly tire your body enough.
EB: just... HAVE one?
TT: Don't tell me I need to walk you through this process.
TT: You see, John, there is this very special place on your body.
TT: And yes, you are allowed to touch it.
EB: oh my GOD ROSE.
EB: PLEASE STOP.
EB: I GET IT.
TT: I am being serious, you know.
EB: I KNOW.
EB: sorry for the allcaps, i am just.
TT: It's all right, John.
TT: Take a moment.
TT: If you still can't sleep, I'll probably still be here.
-- ectoBiologist
[EB]
is an idle chum! --
-- tentacleTherapist
[TT]
is an idle chum! --
EB: rose i am so sorry.
TT: What are you apologizing for now?
EB: i was.
EB: i was doing a thing.
EB: and then i started thinking of you and i am really sorry, i am the most sorry, i didn't mean to, i feel awful.
TT: John.
EB: yes ma'am?
TT: Were you masturbating?
EB: am i going to hell?
EB: i am pretty sure i am going to hell.
TT: You're not going to Hell.
TT: On the contrary, I'm flattered.
EB: oh.
EB: ok.
TT: In fact, color me curious.
EB: what?
TT: Tell me what you were thinking about.
TT: It may help me help you.
EB: i don't know!
EB: you are just.
EB: rose, i don't know if you know this, but you are really attractive.
EB: like your boobs and stuff.
EB: and i bet your skin is really soft.
EB: i guess i was just thinking about kissing you while you were doing what i was doing.
TT: You know, these things don't have to stay fantasies, John.
EB: rose.
EB: it is really late and i am tired and jumpy and also very confused.
EB: so answer me a question.
EB: are you flirting with me?
TT: No, I'm propositioning you.
EB: you aren't trying to pull a prank on me or anything?
TT: All I'm saying is, if you want it to happen, it will.
EB: you are my best friend's sister.
EB: won't it be weird?
TT: You're my best friend's brother.
TT: You and I are friends, at the very least.
EB: that is true.
EB: we are all friends here.
EB: and you... want to?
TT: What's a little harmless sexual experimentation between friends?
TT: I can help you write the owner's manual for the care and keeping of your own personal sex drive.
TT: Bleep bloop, achievable unlocked.
EB: now i know i won't be able to sleep tonight.
EB: and you're serious about this?
TT: I swear to Calmasis.
EB: you never joke about wizards.
TT: I know.
EB: so do you maybe want to hang out at your house tomorrow and we can at least talk about this?
EB: because this kind of hit me like an eighteen wheeler going seventy on an icy road.
TT: It certainly sounds better than trying this at your house.
TT: Your father is intimidating.
EB: i don't disagree.
EB: and rose?
TT: Yes?
EB: ... don't tell dave?
TT: Don't tell Dave.
EB: ok, i am going to try to sleep.
EB: you should sleep too.
EB: i worry about you staying up so late sometimes.
TT: You're so considerate, John.
TT: Never change.
-- tentacleTherapist
[TT]
ceased pestering ectoBiologist
[EB]
at 02:32 --