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[Asch is currently walking around, wrapped in a blanket so that nothing but his face is visible... and he also looks pretty uncomfortable]

Luke? Asch?

...I need help...

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[fononfailure]

This is kind of awkward, so I'll just turn around..

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...That's probably better.

[fononfailure]

*ruffles his hair and faces the other way, stuffing his hands into his pockets.*

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[quickly starts changing into the new clothes, but stops abruptly before finishing]

[fononfailure]

*hops from foot to foot while waiting.*

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...Luke... I think something's wrong.

[fononfailure]

What is it..?

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...It's just... Wrong.

[fononfailure]

How so, Asch?

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...Down there.

[fononfailure]

...

Oh.

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...I don't like it.

[fononfailure]

It's okay.. You'll change back.

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But boys are better than girls...

[fononfailure]

*frowns, turning to face him.* That isn't true.

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[he still isn't wearing any pants XD] For me it is.

[fononfailure]

... *rolls his eyes up to avoid looking at him. her. the poor kid.* Why?

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Because I'm not supposed to be a girl.

...And boys can't have babies.

[fononfailure]

...that doesn't make them better. Just different.

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It's better for me...

[fononfailure]

Well, yeah. *comes over to pet his hair, still not looking at him.* Don't fret over it too much, okay?

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Okay...

...I still need to get dressed.

[fononfailure]

Can't go running around without pants...

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I could... I just don't want to.

[fononfailure]

I wouldn't let you. It's not decent.