Neshomeh was being followed down the hallway by Annabee, who was talking a mile a minute.

"Nesh, please? I swear, I don't take up much room. I'll live in a closet and help with the cooking and cleaning. Please can I live with you and learn from your awesomeness, please?"

Nesh stopped and looked at her fangirl. "You can't live with me, sorry. There really isn't any room, and our cat sleeps in that closet. However, we can have sex, if you want. To... you know... relieve some pressure?"

Annabee looked a little hurt. "I have two hands, I can relieve my own pressure. I don't need your pity sex."

"And I don't need your hyperness living in my closet. But we can have sex, if you want." Nesh pressed herself close to Annabee and kissed her.

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Later, Neshomeh staggered out of a room, looking slightly disheveled, but very happy. "Frell me dead. That girl's got a tongue that never quits."