*The doctor kissed Sang back--softly at first, then passionately. It was as if the kiss was air, as if he hadn't breathed in so long. It was the soft sound that Sang released once he pressed him to the wall behind them that brought him back to the present.
Older Trenton: *Whispering against his lips We'll need to talk more. You know that?
Fuchsia: But what if older me is better in bed!?
Trenton: You're honestly entertaining this?
Fuchsia: *Moving to sit beside the pair And I don't know if I was engaged! My future partner died and my future self's being all shy and weird.
Trenton: He isn't shy. He's, you're, simply less... dramatic.
Fuchsia: Excuse you?
Richard: I have a hard time believing that you live in a world of magic and can't undo one curse. Whatever that is.
Adam: Maybe we shouldn't get involved in this one?
Older Fuchsia: *Finally lowering the pillow with a timid smile "Ah, yeah. I learned pretty quickly since I had to live in Korea."
*He subtly shifted a bit closer, secretly taking in the way the idol smelled, how warm he was; everything he missed so badly
Older Fuchsia: "'F*ck off' and 'hello' were the first things I learned to say."