[Vanessa makes a squeaking sound, face going red.] He is not a boytoy. Catty. [God that's so embar- She pretty much looks like a tomato now.] You're terrible. Absolutely terrible.
[Nudging her shoulder.] He's my friend. That I like. [Nyeh.] Yeah, he's a couple of years younger. Not that that's a big deal or anything, because it's not. [It is kind of weird.] I absolutely love you.
[Oh... Sob. She's quiet for a moment, running her fingers through Catty's hair again, twisting the strands around them.] Okay. You can keep it. [She doesn't want Catty to leave her either.]
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using random icon funciton btw because what is loading on dial up
b-but, Catty-chan.......