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[ralliesprotests]

Good afternoon, you've reached Rowan Lewis at Gay Agenda dot Com.
Unfortunately it's no longer the 90s, so feel free to leave a message after the beep but I ain't gonna check it.
Text me like a normal person. BEEP.

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[ralliesprotests]

[They understand, but they still can't help but feel like they're taking advantage.

Although on the other hand, Jackie really did seem to enjoy himself last night, so maybe there is something to that after all.]

You say that, but if word gets out how good you are you're going to end up with a queue forming, so just remember that I have first dibs. [Rowan teases, happy to be able to relax again after the mess from earlier.] I really need to be better prepared next time, though, and write you out a proper list. There's got to be a kink dictionary around here somewhere. [They glance at the shelves, and wonder if Caleb knows.]

[talkative]

I'm sure there is. [He would genuinely be surprised if there isn't. A list... huh. Not a bad idea. He's curious what Rowan will come up with.

Back to the last point, though-] But also. Seriously. Think about it. There's no hurry. As long as I'm here, my offer stands.

[ralliesprotests]

I will. Think about it, I mean. [They smile at him.] And I really do appreciate the offer.

[talkative]

[He simply nods at that; there isn't really anything to add.

And with that, he stands.] I'll hear from you when you got the list, then?

[ralliesprotests]

Yeah. I guess so. I might see you around, though. [it’s a small place, after all.]

See you!

[talkative]

I'm sure you will.

[It's a small place indeed. And with that, he'll leave the library, and Rowan to their thoughts if they are so inclined.]