Send “🔥?” and my muse will admit whether they find your muse attractive or not. | accepting @ccnfessional "Joe? That Joe? You can't be...you are serious," one of Hal's hands rises to half-cover his rapidly spreading grin. (If you look closer, there's a delicate fang snagged on his plump lower lip--) He props both elbows on the bar, leaning over and in with a conspiratorial stage whisper. "He has to know, right? That he's adorable? There's no way he doesn't know. And yet I doubt he'd speak to me for a week, much less show his face in here if he heard it from me. Best to keep it between us, for now."