palomacchi kissing booth sept. 2020

[marsascending]

[ did she set up a little booth? maybe.

will she pour you a drink? probably. ]

Hello! Limited-time engagement only, so here's your last chance to get kisses from me before I'm departing for parts unknown!

...some restrictions apply.

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[worthathousand]

[ leaning on a hand on the booth table ]

...Is this your way of saying you'll be graduating shortly?

[marsascending]

You're astute, I see. Ruby and I will be heading out on the morrow.

[worthathousand]

[ about to make a dry remark about how much "astuteness" was required, but— ]

Ruby too?

[marsascending]

Seems our work here is done, so off into the sunset together it is.

[tradesecret]

Shall we try them all? See what they do?

[marsascending]

With you? I'd love to.

Alternate in picking which one?

[tradesecret]

Works for me~

Start with whatever you'd like.

[marsascending]

[ well of course she's going to pick orange to start with because orange is the best color, and downs it. ]

Well—that's delightfully fruity. Peach, I think?

[we_meet_again]

"Departing?"

Are you graduating?

[marsascending]

I'm both delighted and sad to say that I am.

Not that I won't visit, of course.

1/2

[we_meet_again]

Graduating! That's wonderful, congratulations!

[we_meet_again]

Ahhhh I'm going to miss you, though!

[marsascending]

Honestly—I didn't think I'd miss so much. But I'll miss you, too.

[nihilmancy]

Ah, you're graduating?

[marsascending]

You've got it! Ruby and I both, in fact.

[nihilmancy]

Oh... I... congratulations.

[marsascending]

Well, it's hard to say goodbye, but I suppose I'll hardly be a stranger.

[deicider]

You're graduating?

[marsascending]

Tomorrow, in fact. Ruby Sour and I riding off into the sunset.

[deicider]

Both of you? [Huffs.] Well, I'm happy for you.

[marsascending]

Well! The sentiment's appreciated.

I suppose we really have worked pretty hard, but I'll miss the place.

[failedsafe]

Hi, Lolo! What are the restrictions?

[marsascending]

No restrictions for pretty girls, Lily, so c'mere.

[failedsafe]

[lily is going to get a blue vial and drink it but immediately kisses lolo so she doesn't have to ramble please her throat can't take it

but her lips are soft and warm and full, her kiss enthusiastic, but unhurried.]

[marsascending]

[ Paloma's an excellent kisser, and definitely returns that enthusiasm—threading her hands into Lily's hair, nipping lightly at her lips. ]