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First Interactions / Break the Ice // accepting!

It was weird to be flirted with on the job, she wasn’t even that good looking to herself in the clothes she had to wear. Not to her, anyways, but she had been in the lobby trying to make sure everything was on tip top shape for the I.V.C. Kaylee eyes the man curiously, but stands there wondering just what it was the man was looking for in her.

               “I hereby solemnly swear that whatever you’re close to going off about, I had absolutely nothing to do with! Honest! I’ve been doing all my work like a good boy!”  A true enough statement: he’d been dealing out pranks to humans for the better part of the entire morning at this point, though to his credit he keeps his demeanor perky enough that one would have to see through a pretty solid facade to notice how exhausted he’s starting to look. He pushed it a little too far, he knows that. Maybe if he’d had the foresight to realize he’d be this tired, he would’ve just answered Zig’s summons as opposed to completely ... ignoring his messages. Not his best move. He’s not surprised to see him in person, really.

               “Haha, just kidding. If I apologize for not responding to you and coming to see you immediately, can it get me off the hook this once? Come on, Ziggles, I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings and make you come find me yourself...”

               Her movement stills when she hears the door open, the entirety of her posture growing rigid. For what feels like entirely too long, she watches as water runs over her hands while standing at the sink. It’s almost midnight, she thinks, and presses her lips together in silent frustration. She wants to be annoyed, or angry, or ... hurt, but she can’t. In all honesty, she’s too exhausted for any of it, tonight.

               “Welcome home,”  she offers that much, admittedly melancholy, before he can walk into the common room. Reaching to turn off the faucet and dry her hands, she sighs. She hadn’t even been doing the dishes: from the looks of it, she hadn’t made anything that night. She sniffles and quickly squeezes the tip of her nose to prevent herself from sneezing.  “Sorry, there aren’t any leftovers if you were wanting to eat before turning in. I didn’t...”  Feel well,  “...get a chance to cook today.”

                *｡⋆ ☆     Star took the form of a cute girl with long black princess-like hair,    BUT they couldn’t get a read off of the male.    This has to be a MISTAKE,    Star thinks,    this has never happened.   Their slippers clap against the floor as the step forward to get a better look at the male.    Still,   they sensed nothing so Star double check this is the human they are supposed to help.    Star pulls at an invisible string made of stardust with small fingers,   it then becomes visible to the human,   shining with starlight and is tied around both of their necks.   This is proof of the contract Star is here to fulfill.