WiseWave620: But in all honesty, even if there was, I probably wouldn’t. I wouldn’t want to use them like that, just to get out of something like this.
Gl!tch.OS: Dawww… He can be trained.
WiseWave620: Stop! Now you’re making me blush.
Gl!tch.OS: Okay, but what if she knows it’s just for cover? It’s not using her if she’s aware of the situation.
WiseWave620: Because that would involve actually going out and having a conversation with a girl!
Gl!tch.OS: I’M a girl, numbnuts.
Rose sent the message before realizing what she’d said. Oh shit! Did Keys know or guess that already? They’d been talking for so long that sometimes Rose forgot that the first time they’d had a conversation, she’d used a modulator. Maybe that was why he’d never tried to seduce her. Did he think she was just another one of the guys? Then again, there was a chance Poison had used the pronouns “she/her” when referencingMV. Despite having never told Poison her gender either, Poison had rightly guessed that she was a woman.
WiseWave620: Are you freaking out right now?
Gl!tch.OS: Little bit
WiseWave620: Don’t worry. I already knew.
Rose wasn’t sure why she felt relieved by that.
Gl!tch.OS: Poison?
WiseWave620: I unscrambled your modulator the first time we talked.
Of course he did.
Gl!tch.OS: Of course you did. Why am I not surprised?
WiseWave620: In my defense, you would have done the same if some rando person called you up asking you for help with a serial amputator they’d discovered on the dark web.
Fair.
Gl!tch.OS: Touché. Now back to you saying you don’t converse with girls.
WiseWave620: Look, I am just not comfortable around strange women. And the ones I do try to talk to think I’m either too young, “too cute”, or don’t even consider me worthy of more. If I had a dime for every time I’ve been friend-zoned… Well, I’d have about thirty cents because that’s about as many times as I’ve put myself out there.
Rose put her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter. He sounded so young when he talked like this.
Gl!tch.OS: Let’s get serious for a second, please. How old are you?
She really,reallyhoped he did not say he was sixteen.
WiseWave620: 24. You?
Gl!tch.OS: Almost 23.
WiseWave620: Happy Early Birthday.
Rose snorted. He really did not want to talk about this, did he?
Gl!tch.OS: You’ll take this tangent to the very end if I let you, won’t you?
WiseWave620: To infinity and beyond.
Rose had to muffle her laugh again. She liked his sense of humor, because it was pure, genuine. It was one of her problems with rom-coms and comedy shows, because many of the jokes and actions seemed forced.
Gl!tch.OS: Well, then I’ll have to be serious for the both of us. I don’t know why you say you can’t converse with girls. You’re smart, you’re loved by your friends and brothers. You’re building your own business. There’s a lot of things to admire about you.
