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Urbain || 23 || He/They || Quesartico CEO and Hotel Z Owner || Kalosian

[He drops his handful of fries, takes a few deep breaths, to reassure himself that he's doing this, and nodding.] I was gonna...sing to you, but there's definitely people starting to look at us, so maybe later. . . but yes, I really really do. I've been in love with you since the day we met. . .

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... Should I-- not have---??? [He trails off with a confused noise, and then the post confession clarity bowls him down like a fucking freight train.] I....maybe should have held that in. And waited. [Immediately sees the fries, and starts eating them to shut himself up.]

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No, I-- I just... Gahhh. I wish... I wish I had never become apart of Quesartico. . . [He whispers the last bit, eyes adverting, his heart beating so hard it feels like a Rillaboom is using his ribs as a drum set.] I...miss you the most. I really-- really-- love you. So much. The only reason I ++

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That's great! I--I really miss it. I miss Team MZ. I miss... you. [Oh, verbal diarrhea. Oh, goodie. His heart picks up, as he tries to save face.] Uh, well, you mean a lot to me and I'm sorry I haven't been around a lot! I want to be so bad. Being a CEO as young as me is history-making but ++

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[Be cool. Be fucking COOL. Hopefully she can't hear the heartbeat in his chest beating so loudly he feels like he's about to die.] Good, but sooooo busy. I cannot even explain how busy. Every second of every day is something I must deal with! But it's very...fulfilling! [A smile, forced.]

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I'll share the appetizer with you, and maybe mirror your order, since I'm too indecisive right now~? [He doesn't really wanna get drunk, he's already having brainfog, but he does appreciate her eagerness.] I'm not in the mood for wine drunk shenanigans, so I'll probably just get a cola.

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Yeah, definitely... [He doesn't even hear the stomach growl, he's too focused on the heartbeat in his ears. Arceus above, he's kinda nauseous.] No problem, if you order too much, that's what carryout leftovers boxes are for! [He's glancing over the menu, having never been here before.] Hrm...

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[ He'd laugh and grin, wishing he had the courage to speak on his feelings, but they remain firmly bundled in the deepest part of his heart.] Thank you, mon ami~! [Because of his Quasartico status, the two don't have to wait 4 hours, and are seated immediately! Menus handed out, ++

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[If only she knew how much he WANTED to be back in the hotel, spending his young adult years having fun, but... it's not like he could just leave. . . He pushes those thoughts from his brain, fog rescinding.] Of course. Where did you plan on going for dinner? I'll pitch in halfsies.

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[He sees the fist raised, and it takes him a second in his fugue state to realize. He bumps her knuckles against his, offering an exhausted smile.] It's-- totally fine. Just had a long, mentally taxing day. But that sounds GREAT right now... my lunch was a terrible sandwich from the ++

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[He snaps his head up from his calendar on his phone. He hears a familiar voice, but the haze over his mind isn't really helping him place it. . . until he sees her. His heart skips once, twice, THREE whole times and his stomach does a flip or two.] H-Harmony?

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