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Carmilla : Talk dirty to me~
Zestial: Inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high.
Carmilla : Wha-
Zestial: The economy is in shambles.
Carmilla : Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-
Zestial: I wrote you a poem.
Carmilla , already crying: You did?
Carmilla : Look, last night was a mistake.
Zestial: A sexy mistake.
Carmilla : No, just a regular mistake.
Carmilla : I owe you one.
Zestial: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.
Carmilla , talking about Zestial: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH THEM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? THEY DID. THEY KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO.
Zestial: I want to be with you for the rest of my life.
Carmilla : Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal.
Zestial, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.