Quunkle
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Robert rubbed his temples. "Alright, polyamory. But how does that work, exactly?"
Malevola sighed, then leaned forward, resting her elbows on her knees. "Alright, dumbass. Basic breakdown. Communication. Honesty. Boundaries."
"But like. I don't get it. You just get to...date and fuck whoever?"
"You're thinking way too black and white, idiot."
Sonar sighed. "That'd be the dream though. Infinite puss."
Malevola ignored him. "It's a lot more complicated than monogamous relationships. It's all about needs, desires, insecurities."
"But people are different. What if it doesn't match up?"
"Then you talk it out. Figure out compromises. Decide if you can meet those needs—or if you aren't compatible."
Robert stared at his phone. His thumb brushed over the background; Visi holding Beef.
"So. Now that we've educated you, what are you gonna do?"
"...I don't know."
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Or, how the Z-Team became a kitchen table polycule.
Series
- Part 1 of Kitchen Table HR Violation
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The Z-Team didn’t like Robert.
They were villains. They were fuck ups. They each had a giant chip on their shoulders that barely let them stand next to each other on a good day. As soon as his voice first came on the group call, they had to give him shit. If they didn’t start harassing him, the Blonde Boss Lady would have benched them thinking they were being mind controlled.
Every handler thought they could “handle” the Phoenix team. Tame them, make them palatable, water them down. Turn them good. So they didn’t like Robert.
But they did like his voice.
Series
- Part 1 of Hear You, Feel You - ZTeam Polycule