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So it's like post the game and like everyone has been realized, and like it's been years since everyone's seen each other so they all get a letter that's from player and it’s like a birthday party invitation, so they all meet up and it’s just all of them constantly trying to get player’s attention.

Idk if it’s that good but if you wanna write about it that would be super cool. If not that’s cool to :)

oh my god yes 😭

I’m imagining all of them trying to impress the player with mention of their new promotion, new house, new sports car— anything to just get the player’s eyes on them. They’re riding off the high of the validation, especially from the person who helped them achieve sentience.

But some are a bit… dramatic. Pushy. Maybe you don’t mind being hugged, but to have someone different constantly on your arm? You’ve forgotten how much of an impact you’ve made on these people, 😭 or well post objects. It is your birthday after all.

THATS IT

I don’t have to fix him, I don’t have to change him. WE JUST ENJOY EACH OTHER’S COMPANY. WE NERD OUT.

He’s confident in his interests and if you don’t enjoy that, you can just not be friends with him. And that’s not heartless! Not everyone can be friends with everybody.

He’s nerdy, kind, self-assured, responds positively to your flirting if you choose to say it…

I'll just narrow it down to some of the bathroom gang :) AMIR congratulates his porcelain friend on embracing love! Even if Jean Loo verbally rejects it, the magnificent mirror sees his heart ready to sing from the heavens! He believes that Jean Loo should be honest and true, just like his rhymes that he 'graces' the bathroom with. Amir will casually point out how beautiful you look today, asking if Jean Loo agrees. If the stubborn toilet denies, Amir smirks and says, "Oh, what a shame. (Name), YOU look absolutely ravishing today-- if the stars could shine down on one person--" Jean Loo yells at him to zip it, seeing how red you're getting from the praise.

BATHSHEBA gasps at hearing this hot goss! This potty mouth has finally let his ego down for you? ... for you? She doesn't believe it until she sees the rapper asking Dorian if he could leave a crack open in your personal bathroom. The lavish princess giggles, never seeing the Frenchman so obsessed with another person. She does tease him, but never goes far enough to push him to confess. Why would she want to end her precious entertainment? BARRY can't help but get absolutely ecstatic for the guy! Absolutely drama! Maybe Jean Loo will lay off making fun of everybody if he gets tied down. Though the makeup artist is not very good at keeping secrets... BUT, he will release some of the tension with suggestions. To both of you. "Y'know... I heard Mr. Loo loves a more natural look." Barry mentions it one time. "He does?" You say, looking at the lipstick in your hand. "Should I just..." "Oh, honey, you do whatever makes you feel beautiful!" He reassures you. "Why? Are you worried about what he'll think?" 'N-No! Of course not..." You shake your head, looking at your reflection. "But... maybe I'll just use lip gloss today." AND he does the same thing to Jean as well. "Y'know... (Name) mentioned that they prefer someone with a nice scent." Barry says loud enough for Jean Loo to overhear. "Wait, wait, wait, what? They do?" Jean Loo asks, sniffing his sleeve. The makeup artist can't help but laugh behind his hand as he watches his bathroom colleague smell-check his whole attire. "Oh yes... it would benefit every-- them! It would benefit them to have a partner who smells like summer rain! On a meadow full of daisies!" Barry exclaims, clasping his hands. "Well... noted." Jean Loo makes a mental note, rubbing the back of his head.

omg I totally forgot about that part 😭 I think most of the objects just want someone that will support their interests/passions!

no specification on what kind of hcs so I'll go with crush HCS!

He's THE inspirational, crapping savant of his generation. So you bet his ass that he's writing rhymes about you in his head. The way your 'annoying' laugh fills his ears when he misses a beat, how your eyes light up when he bestows a compliment, when you try so hard to learn under his caring wing--- he wants to tear his heavy heart out of his chest. These palpitations need to STOP.

PLEASE walk with me... Jean writes little love poems on the toilet paper hanging off his wrist. Like he's itching to get his rhymic bars of you out of his head. He checks if the coast is clear and pulls out a pen, and the words start FLYING. Your foot finds one of the crumbled drafts on the bathroom floor. You sincerely ask him about whom he's writing about. The rapping Frenchman begins to deny any allegations when he immediately spots the guilty wad in your hand.

I can see him knowing your schedule when you're about to use the bathroom? Obviously, not just using the toilet. He'll just be posted up on your john, ready to greet you with a winning smile and mic ready to use. "You miss me or something?" You joke, grinning at seeing the red rise to his ears. He makes a high-pitched 'pfft', raising his nose up. "More like you desire to see me! Ready to get your bottom handed to you on a plastic lid?" "I literally just woke up. At least give me 5 minutes with Barry unless you want morning breath."

Does he get jealous? Experts point to yes. Jean Loo sighs extremely loudly when you find yourself in a conversation with another object, attention being taken away from him. At most, he'll insert himself in and tell them to 'wipe and leave', threatening to spit some dirty insults.