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To Glam's continued delight, more kissing sessions happen on the following days (when they're feeling like a boy). They haven't met her parents as her official boyfriend or girlfriend or whatever yet, and don't mind it too much.
News about Purity's escape surprises exactly no one, but the Protectorate's reputation suffers a blow because of the attack; after all, the heroes were beaten on their home turf. The PHO forums are abuzz, though rumors of Glam's death at the hands of Hookwolf (probably started by same) prove largely unfounded.
And Glam really should get to their webisodes and start building a steadier rep. And that's (one of the reasons) why they're in Lorica's workshop a few days later.
"So what should I do? I haven't posted anything since Purity, should probably make this more of a habit."
They make a noise whose best written equivalent is probably between "hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and "rrrrrrrrrrrrrr."
"Ooh, do you always make noises like that when you're impatient?"
"Excellent. Clearly you should spend more of your time in deprived torment."
They flip in the air, ending up upside down, and now the noise is something closer to 'hhnnnngggghhhhhhh.'
"At this exact moment there are various images going through my mind, with the concept of distance and time making them pulsate, all surrounded by an affective halo of the reason behind all of those. And it may all be colored pink. And there's definitely an overtone of what can only be described as a very long series of exclamation points."
"I don't understand the part where it's pink, though. ...And may want you to specify some of the images."