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[catchabreak]

[ If you've met Yuuki before, there might be something unsettlingly familiar about the girl who's currently curled up in one corner of a sofa. She's utterly absorbed in the contents of the file folder she's got balanced on her legs, until she flips the folder shut and looks up, as if trying to memorize something-- and then her face falls, abruptly. ]

Aw, you're kidding me!

[ She brightens up again quickly, though, tucking the folder under the cushion and addressing the Room at large. ]

Hey, let's play a game. Like, truth or dare, or the question game, or something? Please?

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[fuckvampires]

...No. I just assumed with the boobs and the hair and all that shit. I'll stop referring to your naughty bits if it makes you uncomfortable. Didn't think that through.

[catchabreak]

Whatever, it's okay. I was more freaked out about the idea that you could see me naked. Also, my name's Yuuki, so I can be more than 'that kid you talked to the other day.'

[fuckvampires]

I'm a vampire, not perv Superman.

Yuuki. Alright. You probably told me that before, I got a shit memory.

[catchabreak]

Sorry, it can be hard to tell the difference.

I don't think I know your name either, but do you want to play a game?

[fuckvampires]

It's Harvestman.

Dunno. What kind of game?

[catchabreak]

Harvestman, okay. Um, I was thinking truth or dare or the question game, or anything fun, but I can't think of that many fun two-player games that you don't need like, special equipment for.

[fuckvampires]

Questions are fine, but I think I ran outta mine. Anything else I can think of is too personal.

[catchabreak]

Well, you can either come up with some better questions, tell me 'go away kid I don't wanna play your stupid game,' or lose. Or you could just ask the personal questions. I mean, how personal are we talking?