Love Suite

You have unlocked a Love Suite Key. Would you like to use it?

Stranger: (...Ah. The Love Suite. I was told that whoever I meet here will have me play a role of their "ideal"...)

Stranger: (...And this time, it appears to be Clober... I can't help but feel a little concerned for this one, especially with that look she's giving me.)

Clober: Those big green eyes of hers were casting a soft glance to Stranger as she sat on the bed.

Her expression was....wistful, with a sense of bleakness. Her hands were coupled in her lap, and her leafy tail swayed side to side like a snake slithering.

Stranger: ...Well. This was an awkward start. Quietly, he stepped closer, a concerned look on his face.

"Is uh...something wrong, Clober?"

Clober: "...Oh. Y'know. Just thinking."

Her head turns up, and she begins idly kicking her feet. "Like...what do you think its like to be normal? And, y'know...have a normal life? You and I wouldn't know, we were raised in a damn lab."

Stranger: (We? W-Wait, a lab!?)

(...Clober must have a lot more issues than I once thought....and I guess I'm someone in a similar situation to her.)

Stranger: He sighs, sitting next to her and beginning to ponder to himself as well.

...He doesn't really remember what his life was like, obviously. So all he can do is shrug.

"...Not sure myself. Probably a lot less stressful, I'd bet."

Clober: "Yeah," She chuckles, "I'd think so. All of those other guys we talk with have so many dumb problems. I don't even know what a mortgage is, but it's probably something stupid!"

Stranger: ...Huh. He doesn't remember what that word means, either. He lets out a slight giggle at such an odd-sounding word, joining Clober in quiet laughter.

Clober: "Hahah...heh."

...Quiet. Again.

"...You know, I'm glad I had you through all of this. Now that we're out of that place, we can do whatever the hell we want! And nobody can fuck with our bodies, or our minds, or whatever else! That's all we can really ask for at this rate."

Stranger: (Mess with our...huh? Clober...what happened to you...?)

(...I'm not sure how many answers I can get out of her, and I don't know if I really want to know...at least she's laughing it off-)

His thoughts came to a halt as Clober bumped up against him, hugging him gently.

Clober: "But for now...I'm tired. Can we just hug or something, while it's quiet? Or I'll just nap on top of you. Perks of being the tiny one~!"

Stranger: "Alright, alright, fine."

Slowly he wrapped his arms around her, letting her snuggle up against his side.

...This is usually where it ends. The suite's little "play" is fulfilled, and it all fades to black...

...

Stranger: ...But then, Stranger feels Clober's grip begin to loosen. He peers down, confused.

Clober: "...But...wait...you..."

She pulls away, looking up at Stranger with a wet shine to her eyes.

"...You didn't get out."

Stranger: His eyes widened, but not a word came to him. What was...what was he supposed to say to that?

And yet, before he could even attempt to say something, Clober was already mumbling again.

Clober: "...I knew I had to be dreaming. It's...too good to be true. But..."

She pauses.

"...You look so real. This whole place..."

...And then the tears begin to fall.

"It's exactly what I wanted for us, y'know? Somewhere quiet. Safe. Somewhere without any dumb stupid idiot scientists tearing us apart every day--!"

She snaps her head away from him, standing up from the bed. Stranger tries to reach a hand out....but stops. He knows nothing he could do now could help.

"...It hurts to think about you this much, dammit. Can you just...go away? Please!?"

Stranger: "..."

"...Please take care of yourself, Clober."

Clober: "I will."

She begins walking out of the room, tail spinning around.

"Please. Go rest somewhere. Maybe then...things will hurt a lot less."

[ Suite End ]

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