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31.Dec.18, 12:51 PM
Mylorah frowned as F’drel clung to his klah, a clear sign that he wasn’t going to share. Maybe if she bribed him? Pestered him enough? He might eventually break but she had a feeling that by the time that happened, she could have gone up and grabbed her own mug at least three times over. She gave a soft sigh and mentally waved good bye to the stolen sip that would have been extra satisfying. Oh well. She’d eventually get her own mug and maybe even offer to top up F’drel’s, but first, she wanted to know what it was he was listening to.
She rested her head on his shoulder, glancing subtlety to the table that had been indicated as she did so. She didn’t want to draw attention –more than her loud arrival likely already had—and quieted down to figure out what would actually gain F’drel’s attention. She knew those at the table and after a minute of piecing together the conversation, Mylorah realised what they were talking about and giggled softly. “Oh boy. You’re going to need a chart to figure out that drama. I’m pretty sure the brownrider and bluerider in question have ended up in bed together after confronting one another about their mates cheating but one of them has always maintained he’s only into women so he’s doing his best to keep pretending,” she rolled her eyes as if to say ‘brownriders; what are you going to do about them?’ as she continued to quietly explain the many twists and turns in their drama.
“I also just heard that one’s sister is pregnant but some are whispering it isn’t her mate or lover at fault but the sexy Candidate Narinoa that she had a fling with in the summer. I don’t think so, though. Timing doesn’t seem quite right.” Mylorah considered it again as she sat up straight once more and still thought the baby daddy was one of the two men she most frequently slept with.
With elbows plopped on the table and chin resting on her hands, Mylorah thought about the entire situation so many people were now tangled up in and still couldn’t believe it. “This just reaffirms that I never want a mate.” She straightened again to turn and face F’drel more head on; realising as she did so that she didn’t seem able to sit still that morning. Maybe klah wasn’t needed after all. “I mean, if you like sex and have attractive friends, then have sex with your attractive friends. There’s no secrets that way and no hurt feelings, you know?” That had been her philosophy since discovering the joys of sex and it didn’t seem like it would change any time soon.
She rested her head on his shoulder, glancing subtlety to the table that had been indicated as she did so. She didn’t want to draw attention –more than her loud arrival likely already had—and quieted down to figure out what would actually gain F’drel’s attention. She knew those at the table and after a minute of piecing together the conversation, Mylorah realised what they were talking about and giggled softly. “Oh boy. You’re going to need a chart to figure out that drama. I’m pretty sure the brownrider and bluerider in question have ended up in bed together after confronting one another about their mates cheating but one of them has always maintained he’s only into women so he’s doing his best to keep pretending,” she rolled her eyes as if to say ‘brownriders; what are you going to do about them?’ as she continued to quietly explain the many twists and turns in their drama.
“I also just heard that one’s sister is pregnant but some are whispering it isn’t her mate or lover at fault but the sexy Candidate Narinoa that she had a fling with in the summer. I don’t think so, though. Timing doesn’t seem quite right.” Mylorah considered it again as she sat up straight once more and still thought the baby daddy was one of the two men she most frequently slept with.
With elbows plopped on the table and chin resting on her hands, Mylorah thought about the entire situation so many people were now tangled up in and still couldn’t believe it. “This just reaffirms that I never want a mate.” She straightened again to turn and face F’drel more head on; realising as she did so that she didn’t seem able to sit still that morning. Maybe klah wasn’t needed after all. “I mean, if you like sex and have attractive friends, then have sex with your attractive friends. There’s no secrets that way and no hurt feelings, you know?” That had been her philosophy since discovering the joys of sex and it didn’t seem like it would change any time soon.
