three 💕 text ( un: inaban )

[dereban]

so.
i know a lot of people have done ads like this in the past but i kind of want to get shitposty w/ mine bc that's how i roll www

bad news: i'm running low on chroma, i need a moonlacing partner, send help.

hi!
i'm inaba, 17 (almost 18!! next month!!!! soon i will be Legal™ and it'll be great)
interested in fellow people who can shoot the shit
likes video games, computers, just tech in general tbh
and also mobage.

bonus points: 1) if you're from japan, bonus BONUS points if you're from yokohama 2) you can WALK TF to my apartment, i'm dying 3) if you're from the future and you have flying cars in your future 4) i actually met you already?

pls make sure your account is verified and i have the right to refuse anybody

in exchange for moonlacing i can offer for the low, low price of FREE:
1) help with computers and tech in general but esp programming
2) creative memes involving you and your friends!
3) writing. i will write shit for you. i'm mostly versed in professional article writing, but i accept bullying ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i think that's all. reply asap, ty. much appreciated.

( ooc: As a heads up: if any moonlacing action threads decide to get more involved than handholding/hugging, I'd like to have those moved outside of this post, thank you! )

Comments

[dereban]

I feel like hell.

[ You can practically hear the dripping sarcasm in her voice as she lets out a heavy sigh, reaching out for the other girl's hand. ]

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Well now she's gonna feel like... she's holding hands. That's what she's gonna feel. Amanda squeezes Inaba's hand, leaning close enough to brush shoulders. She's not nearly as depleted, but it immediately sends nice warm fuzzies all through her. ]

How's that?

[dereban]

[ The hand squeeze is decisively a relief because it's finally giving her the chroma that she needs to actually survive and it's definitely a tremendous help. ]

Better. At least.

[witchwithoutacause]

Let's go wherever you wanna sit down.

[ Amanda is gonna have to cuddle the shit out of her to refuel that. ]

[dereban]

Right-- there's a couch, at least.

[ Since the living room is actually surprisingly spacious and modeled after her own room. Not that anybody actually knows that. And there is, in fact a rather big lounging couch there. ]

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Pushing her way in, she tugs on Inaba's hand while closing the door - like she's leading he through her own apartment or something. ]

C'mon, we're gonna get comfortable here.

[dereban]

[ It's honestly weird to be led around like this, but she doesn't mind it as much, given that she's still feeling a little weak. ]

Yeah, of course.

[witchwithoutacause]

[ If Inaba didn't seem like she might just drop over or... whatever any minute now, Amanda wouldn't be so serious about this, but you gotta take care of your friends. She's gonna pull Inaba down as she takes a seat, aiming to have them side by side. ]

[dereban]

[ Taking care of your friends is important -- although Inaba would find herself rather surprised if she was actually considered as an actual friend.

Nevertheless, she manages to get onto the couch comfortably, enough for her to sigh in relief. ]

Okay, yeah, this is much better.

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Good enough. Amanda picks people she likes and decides they're her friends, and that's how it goes.

Her arm snakes around Inaba's waist, holding her close. ]

Good to hear. We're gonna stay here a while though.

[dereban]

That's fair.

Probably should, anyway. . .

[witchwithoutacause]

We could speed it up.

[ Amanda says this before she starts blushing, but the blush should give away what she means by that. ]

[dereban]

[moved here]