#[ I felt it fit for Emi. >:3c ]

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𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐠𝐞. "𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟."

𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 ��𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐏𝐥𝐮𝐬…𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧.

Adam hadn’t overly thought much about it. He met back up with Lute who’d been waiting outside for him. Lightly mentioned having something to do and told her to make sure the other girls were keeping themselves occupied. If he wasn’t around, she was in charge and everyone knew it. She didn’t question, leaving Adam to do as he pleased.

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The hour was short. And this wasn’t the first time he’d been in Emily’s space. He’s been around for quite sometime, and she’s always been so welcoming. — “Alright, show me this fucking Easter shitshow.” His words linger on a chuckle, remembering the rabbit outfit she was put in last year.. the ears that wouldn’t stay up on her head. The bulky suit.. What a joke.

He’s already lazily seated on the couch when she appears, and thank heavens for that. He feels the familiar rush as the pit of his stomach gives out. His faceplate buzzes with static unable to compute his emotion as he takes a good minute to look her over.

“— wow. That’s.. that’s something.” He finally mutters, emoting a grin as optics squint slightly. “I’m not sure. Come here, babycakes. Let me see it up close.”