[color=gray]< > [/color] [color=gray][sub] 1[/sub][/color] [code]THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [/code] [color=gray][[ π™Όπš’πšŒπš‘πšŠπšŽπš• π™³πšŠπš πšœπš˜πš— ]][/color] [color=gray][sub] 2[/sub][/color] [color=0072bc]πšπšŽπšŽπš•πš’πš—πš[/color] [code] = raw_input("We done yet? A: Yes, B: No, C: Ignore \n")[/code] [sup]________________________________________________________________________________[/sup] [h1] [/h1] [center][color=black]πš πš‘πšŽπš— 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšŠπš—πš πš’πš˜πšžπš› πš πš˜πš–πšŠπš— πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πš™πšŠπš›πš // πš’ πšŠπš’πš—'𝚝 πšπš˜πš—πš—πšŠ πš“πšžπšœπš πšœπš’πš πšŠπš›πš˜πšžπš—πš πšŠπš—πš πšŒπš›πš’[/color] [sup]___________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup] [sup][color=black][[ 𝚑 𝚑 𝚑 ]][/color][/sup][/center] The clicking of her credits stopped for just a single moment as Nao’s eyes slowly traced their feminine way to BlinkXII's dollish face. The same smirk ,she loved wearing, was still set on her scarlet, glistening lips as she admired the cute button nose on the Asian avatar. BlinkXII was always such a delight to tease inside Michael's head, and every single time, she lost to Nao, singlehandedly. [color=77bfbb]β€œDid yeah say somethin', mah Sweet Bea?”[/color] She raised a brow, knowing full well what the other had just said, [color=77bfbb]β€œI was too busy countin’ to…”[/color] She paused and made a noticeably vain attempt to take back what she had just said, [color=77bfbb]β€œGirl, have you been talkin’ this whole time?”[/color] Her hand slid from her pouch and lightly tapped BlinkXII's lower thigh as she leaned closely, [color=77bfbb]β€œYou really ought to just interrupt me if I ain't mindin’ you po-litely,”[/color] Her face was needlessly close to BlinkXII’s, and with a small huff, Nao drew back, again. [color=77bfbb]β€œI think it's just flat plain rude to ignore a person like that, an me, out of all people, shou'd be aware. I ain't, an wit blue hair like yours...”[/color] she cocked her head several times and puckered her lips as she shook her head back-and-forth, [color=77bfbb]β€œNhnnm.”[/color] The fluff of her afro swayed with her disapproval as the sweet scent of coconut drifted from her as she continued. Her hand slid from BlinkXII and tidied her satchel's strings, [color=77bfbb]β€œPeople gunna be rude, but please dear Lord save me from bein’ one of β€˜em. And, I mean, it. Amen.”[/color] She paused for what Nao would have referred to as a hot minute and then made an addendum to her speech before turning the conversation to its original intent, [color=77bfbb]β€œYeah really should speak up, mo’. How many people gunna fine me bein' im-po-lite? Can't get that reputation out or nobody’s gunna wanna come an gossip wit me. Now, tell me you got something good from the battle, β€˜cause I'm boutta blow a gasket tryna get somethin' worthwhile from all these hauls.”[/color] Her lips puckered again, [color=77bfbb]β€œYeah really way tuh sweet to be ignored like that,”[/color] she lied, and with that, Michael grinned in his VR as Nao's hand reached forward to brush a faux-stray hair from her face, [color=77bfbb]β€œThere.”[/color] She leaned back, head popping back just a bit as she eyed the avatar in strange admiration.