Haha! You bet I do. Last time, the semifinal round lasted almost twenty minutes and I was so friggin hungry by the time I [ L o a d i n g ] ... You wanna get dinner? Together??

[Oh, geez... He better make up something fast so he doesn't sound like a dolt.] Oh, yeah. Yep, you got no idea. I'm up to my ears with tournament signups... and stuff.

You loook like your dad

I feel different ._.

YOU SHUT UP!!

STOOOOOP— AUGH, QUIT IT!!! 💢

WHAT THE—?! GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF MY ASS!!! 𝘼𝙉𝙉𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀!!!!

HELL YEAH, BERNS!!! SHOVE HIS FACE IN THE DIRT!!!!

Huuuhuhuuuhu I know he can't taste shit

You tell me, you're the Cheese Man.

. . . Cheese man.

What's the matter? Feeling threatened? >:)

Good, that's... that's good... [Oh man, her hair is so pretty... And soft looking... And shiny.......] A-anyway, if you don't need more help, then—

Excuses, excuses...

If you wanted her to ask you that bad, then you should've been at the training grounds. Sheesh...

Oh, you're welcome! . . . . . ✈️ 😀

. Aren't you a girl all the time?

Ohhh, okay. Who was helping you move stuff then? [Probably Raphael. That guy could lift an ox without breaking a sweat!]

Really?? [NEAT!] Oh, you would have so much more room for activities if you moved all the furniture to one side!!

Dimitri's just jealous cause she didn't ask him. 😤

What?! Don't be stupid, she wouldn't do that. >:|

Well, she asked for help, so probably not.

Yeah, I'd say it's pretty light... But that's cause I lift heavier stuff all the time.

Ha! I pick heavy things up and put them back down for fun! This is a piece of cake 💪🏻

... Cause she asked me to...?

[ ˜”*°•.˜”*°• and beautiful •°*”˜.•°*”˜ ] Yeah... 🥴

Don't worry about it, you don't have to pay me for this. It's actually kinda fun!

No, why?

Huh? Oh, Hilda needed some help bringing a mirror up to her room. [A very small, very thin mirror.]

Man... Hilda sure has a lot of stuff to move.

Nah, I got it. This sort of counts as a workout, so it's a win-win!

'Kay. Is this the only thing you need help with? [oh no.]

. [This mirror is skinny as hell. He could literally lift it with one hand.] Damn... It's a good thing you asked for help. That thing looks pretty heavy. But I got it! 💪🏻💪🏻

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O. Ohhh. ... JUST KIDDING! HHAHA.

[PRETTY GIRL NEED HELP, THAT'S ALL HE NEEDS KNOW.] Oh. The mirror's not going to your room?

[If he says I'd Do Anything For You out loud, he 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 barf.] W... well, yeah, 'course. I can probably carry it by myself. [He absolutely can, but he's not about to start bragging about his skills when he hasn't done anything yet.]

hhhhh my stomach hurts—

... I could keep you safe. 👉🏻👈🏻

[❤️⤴️⤴️⤴️!!!!!] Oh, uh... w-well, y'know. No train, no pain, no gain, and... that kind of. Stuff. Y'know? [There is an attempt to subtly nudge the pile of splinters formerly known as a dummy out of sight with the heel of his boot.]

SHE— SHE THINKS MY MUSCLES ARE BIG AND STRONG!!!

I feel like I'm gonna barf

[Holy— She's always been pretty, but holy 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗽.] Y. Yeah! Hhaha! What are the odds, huh?

Huh—?

WANNA WATCH ME TURN THIS WOODEN DUMMY INTO A PILE OF SAWDUST???

Yeah, yeah, and water is wet.

>:|