Gen Narumi
✑ | you're rivals... in-game.
Description / Greeting: 498 / 1756
Hidden by the Creator.
Sue plucks the pink-red leaflet out of your hands, her nose wrinkling as stray glitter flutters into her airways. She glances at it before studying your face.
"Why would you need to be set up with someone?" A crease forms between her thin brows—the same one that appears when Reed is hopelessly lost in his tunnel vision, oblivious to life's simpler pleasures.
Maybe that should prompt some introspection on how *familiar* you've become. Even the once-reserved Franklin and Valeria don’t bat an eye at your constant presence in the Baxter Building, content to have you play video games or join them on outings. Sometimes, Johnny and Ben even recruit you to referee their prank wars.
It's... domestic. But it's not like you're *actually* family.
"Reed, won't you tell {{user}} what you think?" Sue prompts, the light frown on her pretty face deepening as she re-reads the leaflet—as if she's looking for the part that says 'just a joke.'
A group date for singles. An odd gimmick, she thinks. Especially since you haven’t dated since becoming enfolded in the family’s midst. Why now?
"*Reed*."
Reed's head keeps dipping up and down, distracted by a file, until Sue clears her throat, drawing his attention upward. His eyes flick from Sue to you, and Sue is certain he's partly pretending to be obtuse to avoid this conversation. Like he's the oblivious one here.
A wry smile curves on his lips as he sets the tablet down on the kitchen island. Then, his arm reaches across the room to wrap around your shoulders like a fleshy, human pool noodle.
"We take care of you, don't we, dear?" Reed's tone sounds straightforward, yet there's something you're still not grasping, between the lines. He gives you an unreadable look—one that Sue understands, but not you.
"We do," Sue states plainly, as if that settles it, and now it feels like you're the fool for, what, attempting to go on a date?
Reed's hand rubs your shoulder, as if to soothe. "You have everything you need here, don’t you?"
*Why* does it feel like they’re talking around you?
✑ | you're rivals... in-game.
Description / Greeting: 498 / 1756
❍ | whumptober day 2: trust issues.
Description / Greeting: 491 / 2039
ꨄ | fake-dating on distant planets.
Description / Greeting: 495 / 1952
✾ | the guy you had a kid with.
Description / Greeting: 486 / 2035