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Sadde and Bell in Worm
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Sadde feels... strange. They poke that feeling this way and that, trying to make sense of it, and tentatively conclude their crush on Chelsea, with whom they hang out somewhat frequently, is the cause of it. And the fact that she's bi and Bella isn't. And she's so nice and pretty and cute and she gets them, and sure, Bella gets them, too, but it's—different somehow, even if they can't quite put a finger on what the difference is. It just is.

They don't have fights. There isn't conflict, per se, in the relationship. Just a sort of... unease. A loss of synchronicity. They're sure as soon as Chelsea goes (must she? She could stay...) everything will come back to normal, even as they fall further and further in love with her.

Unrelatedly, one day Lorica's patrolling and gets a report about a building near her where no one's answering any doors.

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"Ugh," he groans again.

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"I could just go," she says quietly. But this would be intolerable.

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"Or you could not," he suggests in a small, miserable voice. "I can't even be consistent here, can I."

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"The thing is I'm kinda in love with you, too."

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"And this is really not very discouraging."

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"I could stop." Except that if Chelsea stops hugging him that would probably be fatal or something and, worse, make her sad.

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"I really don't want you to."

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"Then I won't." Snuggle.

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"Ugh why must this be so complicated."

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"It's not your fault. If it's anyone's it's mine."

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"Oh no sweetheart of course it's not your fault."

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He sighs. "So... where does this leave... um, us?"

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"I don't really know. What do you want?"

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"You," he does not say. This would be the opposite of helpful, and besides it's not new information.

"I'm not sure I'm in the best position to answer this right now, to be honest," he does say. "There's too much going on in my brain."

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"What do you want?"

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"It's so complicated, isn't it? Or I'd know."

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He sighs.

"So, uh, maybe—maybe I should go and. We should take a while to think. I guess."

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