'Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday morning

[trigons_child]

'Dite's backroom was back to normal and no longer looked like a dominatrix's dungeon. Not that the two occupants of the room, Raven and Joan, noticed, because they were snuggled under a blanket on the floor, fast asleep.


[For the other snuggler or the owner of the place if she should show up, whomever decides to ping first. ;) ]

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[trigons_child]

Clothes. Clothes were very good. Hiding in her room might be good, too, except she wasn't sure what might be in the closet, thanks to Diana.

"I can bring us right back to the dorms, if you wish," she offered. Not awkwardly. At all.

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"That would be great," Joan agreed.

Then she remembered Penelope's wedding. That she and her evil twin had interrupted. Oh lord.

"At least we weren't the only ones who went crazy," she offered.

[trigons_child]

Judging by her customers? Not at all.

"You may feel a little cold," Raven warned Joan. "But it will be fast, and it will not harm you. Closing your eyes may make it easier."

Teleportation. Avoiding the walk of shame for the win!

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Joan nodded. "You've teleported me before," she said. "A couple times."

Of course, touching this time might be more awkward.

[trigons_child]

Raven laughed a little. "I am sorry, I did not remember," she said. Probably because she was so flustered and not because her mun had a memory like a sieve.

Fortunately, she didn't have to touch, at least not with her hands. Her Soul-Self rose from her shoulders and enveloped both of them, transporting them in seconds to hallway outside Joan's room.

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"Thanks," Joan said. "So, uh, guess I'll see you later."

[trigons_child]

Raven nodded. "Yes, later," she said, hoping things would not become awkward between them.