Key Party

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key party

Someone's the lock. Someone else is the key. This match making party is for finding out who fits with who.

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on anon. Set your lock. Post with your character's secret desire: It could be a kink they're interested in exploring, a fantasy they dream of having fulfilled, an innocent wish for a cuddly date, or even just someone to teach them how to be more self-confident. Sexy, sweet, kind of sad. Whatever you're into, or even just curious about, share anonymously. Log in and chat up appealing suitors.

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logged in with characters who'd be happy to oblige. You're the key to unlocking their little fantasy.

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[theyneverwill]

F-five hundred.. that - should be enough...

[ Could be coming around on this 'budgeting' thing.

So, the man's wealthy, attractive, considerate, unsurprisingly smells nice, floral fresh, none of that chemical tang. He did request a gentleman, huh. Tsuzuki ducks his chin self consciously and works out several places more refined than, er, Piss Alley, though he's not especially confident about how well their standards align. The gardens are class-free, and anyway it's quiet, easier to talk since he doesn't actually know his date's interests or hobbies, or anything. It's mysterious and exciting, like a movie. ]

Oh. [ More confused than disappointed. They do say fairer hues take in more light, and Yasuhide's gaze is candy-bright, or maybe they are contacts, he's still catching up with the trends. --not to say he's uncool. Tsuzuki can still "kick it" with the younger generations. ] It's cozy in the daytime, too.

[ In case he's looking shifty, which he is, it may be due to the fact he's decided to play hooky. Yes, yes, the suit and tie, dressed to impress by some measures, is only the regular attire demanded of his high-strung workplace. Still. It's not often you are swept off you feet -- His coworkers will understand. Even the montage of lectures playing in crackly black-and-white in his mind's theater isn't persuasive enough to ruin his enthusiasm. ]

If you'd like, I was on my way to the gardens to find a place to sit. [ Notably a free first stop, probably nothing special to most, so he gestures his dangling as incentive, still steaming and carrying several coldcut sandwiches from the local breakfast eatery. ] There's a sandwich in it for you.

[any_orders]

[Sänger wonders if he should correct him - that daytime is also not the best, but for a couple of different reasons. But, he's not sure if that "oh" is from confusion or disappointment, or something else.]

Oh?

[It's his turn to be confused, and looks between Tsuzuki and the food he offers. His cheeks slightly flush as he contemplates exactly how to respond.

[It takes him a few very palpable seconds before he clears his throat.]

That.. I'd like that. Thank you. I'll make it up to you.