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== <b>So Tsundere!</b> == * we hear /v/ grunting very hard and /fit/ shouting FIT: YEAH COME ON! OH BABY ALMOST THERE! UNF COME ON! V: URRRRGGHHRRRMPPHF * exasperations* * scene brightens up /v/ is laying on /fit/s weight being, attempting a bench press with what looks to be very little weight. /fit/ is spotting and being very encouraging. V; I...I can't..do..it! (face bring red before his arms collapse and /fit/ has to catch the bar, one handed) FIT: Oh man, ya almost had it, woulda been a new record for ya! V: Yeah, you say it like its so easy *pant* (he's looking straight up, arms limp and fallen down to the sides of the bench.) FIT: It *is* easy, you just need to put your mind to it! V(sitting up, still panting, face now a bright pink): Whatever, I'd rather be fit in one of my games that deal with this...physical training. FIT: yeah yeah, you say that every time we finish. So, same time next week? V(begrudgingly):Yeah, here's your payment, Mister Personal Trainer. FIT: Always glad to help! */v/ stumbles out of the room, rubbing his left arm, wobbling a bit. he bumps into /a/, almost knocking him over* A: Hey, watch it you jerk! V: Oh, I didn't see you there. *chuckle* A: Yo-you liar! You just wanted to see me like this! V: Maybe, maybe not. Here lemme help you up. */v/ extends a hand to /a/. /a/ begins to reach out, but then slaps his hand away* A: I-I don't need *your* help. (/a/ glares at him and pushes himself off the floor) */a/ give a girlish *hmph* and walks away, blushing a bit* V(with a somewhat dumbfounded look on his face): I was only apologizing! *He is completely ignored by /a/.* V: FINE SEE IF I CARE! (he jams his hands into his pockets and starts to walk down the hallway towards his room) V: Stupid /a/, never know whats goin through her head. Pfft, I don't need her anyway. */v/ unlocks his door and starts to open it, when a familiar shadow comes up behind him, and an eerily familiar voice.* D: Well, if you don' need her, then you can just play with...me (she says with a wink, sliding her arms around /v/'s shoulders) */d/ giggles as she dives into the room on top of /v/ and closes the door behind her, locking it with a *click*.
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