chemveil | IC Spam

You would set it alight. And no thank you, I need those from my last 24 hours to keep me warm on cold winter nights in space.

Flattered that you think it would combust as opposed to the other way around.

Let's circle back to your dessert sins, though.

You're invincible.

The brownie was my fee for playing courier. I hold neither shame nor regret in my heart.

I really am impressive, huh?

You didn't deserve a fee, but even if you did, it doesn't explain my current lack of chocolate bars.

Edited 2026-02-06 06:51 (UTC)

In a fearsome sort of way.

They're rum-flavoured.

You like having a challenge around.

Are you torturing me or just trying to add to my excitement?

My response to both your statement and your inquiry is: Yes.

I hate you. Bring me chocolate.

I love you and I happen to be indisposed.

I'm coming over.

What if I'm relieving stress? Or worse, what if I'm not there at all?

You feel like shit because you're hungover, I bet you're laying in bed feeling sorry for yourself.

I'll have you know I am both out and about and, yes, feeling sorry for myself.

Edited 2026-02-06 16:39 (UTC)

I guess there are maybe things you need to get done.

I'll leave you to your patheticness.

I may or may not leave something in your top left desk drawer after lunch. If this occurs, kindly remember how precious such luxuries are in space and try to savour it.

Love you very very much. I shoved a handful of ibuprofen into your glasses case last night.

[...] Please do not ever leave me.

♥ You're trapped with me forever.

I've never been so grateful to be the victim of an unbreakable curse.

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