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“Oh, don’t tempt me into dragging you back in there for a rematch right now.”

She jerks her head back towards the arcade, playful grin and a determined glint in her eyes—though she was only messing with him, not wanting to back down from the bit.

Unaware of whatever specific concerns her had, she laughs and lightly punches his arm.

“You know that’s not what I meant! But sure, you can be side-gig-guy if you want. Everything you're offering just adds to the title.” She huffs out her amusement before giving him a more sincere smile.

"Okay, but seriously though... Thank you. I'm... Not too sure how much I'll need that kind of help, but it's good to know I've got a guy who's a lot of insanely complicated things all rolled into one on my side."

"... Actually." She holds her chin in thought. "The fact that you sew *really* sweetens the pot..."

(RE?)connecting; @jeremiahofphilo

Wednesday night. Cool, moderately windy, with the moon mostly blocked by the clouds.

Half an hour earlier than the agreed upon time, Dolasach arrived at the arcade—a flashy building with three floors of entertainment that ranged from the classic crane game, to a newly installed interactive holographic setup ‘that brought VR into IRL.’ Rolling up the sleeves of the beige and navy cardigan that her pouty lover insisted she wear lent her, she made her way deeper inside with a goal in mind.

Recalling that Jeremiah mentioned that he couldn’t figure out some of the machines, she made it a point to take some time to scour the place for anything that either looked like something Jeremiah would know about, or seemed like the right level of complexity for it to still be fun to figure out. Or maybe they could have fun with something they could both figure out together?

It crossed her mind that this was probably way more busywork than Jeremiah could’ve ever expected from her, but after how… Awkward? Some of their last meeting went, she just wanted to try and make sure things go relatively well. Or at least, they wouldn’t have that much dead air if it did get awkward again.

She pulled out her phone and quickly sent Jeremiah a text once she was satisfied with her findings, the time hitting close to their rendezvous.

->Mr. Philo-dendron: Let me know when you’re here, will meet you at the entrance. Take your time btw! No rush :>