7rings- PCs with Sheila

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Week 1, Monday

[notaccurate]

[OH HOW THE TABLES ARE TURNED

AKA it's time for Sheila to wreck his day by getting bathroom-revenge. Luca is going to at least wait over an hour to message her. He knows she's being petty but he will give her exactly as much courtesy as she is owed. Which is about 70 minutes.]

You know, I never took THIS long.

[toesies]

You think so? You must not have a great sense of time.

[What is she even doing... Seconds after she sends that reply, Luca will hear— well. VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. Rattling and whirring and crunching all at the same time. What the fuck is that noise.]

[notaccurate]

[What the fuck.]

What are you BREAKING in there?

[toesies]

Not breaking anything. Just part of my morning routine! 🙂

[VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR continues.]

[notaccurate]

Listen. I know you have a complicated morning routine to beautify yourself. But taking a sand grinder to your face is going to hurt more than it will help.

[He locks his bedroom door immediately after sending that.]

[toesies]

If this was a Sephora and you were the only beauty advisor available, I would simply go back to my car.

[The racket stops after a bit, anyway.]

[notaccurate]

Good. Even my talents need a decent canvas to start with.

[toesies]

Aw, Luca. I didn't want to be the one to point it out, but I'm glad you're self-aware! You're so brave, facing people while looking like that.

[There are now splashing noises coming from the bathroom. His room shares a wall with it, unfortunately.]

[notaccurate]

I know, someone as handsome as me gets mobbed on a regular basis. It's lucky that you do not have to worry about getting that much attention, hmm?

[toesies]

It's so cute that you have such high self-esteem even when that is objectively false.

[notaccurate]

Attractiveness is subjective. But it's alright, I understand if you don't know the difference. Not everyone had the chance to finish grammar school.

[toesies]

Do you like the current size of your head? Just asking.