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[After this.]

[Warded to Jacob]
If tomorrow I am vanquished by freshman in the name of the romance between you and Casey, think of me fondly.

And please, for the love of Merlin, don't give them the satisfaction of making out with him anywhere that they can see it. Think of this as a last request.

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Shit. You're adorable.

I think I can honour those last wishes.

But I'm not really into the idea of making out with a corpse, so try not to die.

Isaiah/Jacob

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Wait, you aren't a necrophiliac? Shit, you really are perfect.

Isaiah/Jacob

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Okay, now I'm really worried about your standands. Let's maybe bump the bar a little bit higher.

Isaiah/Jacob

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Out of curiousity, have you seen yourself?

Isaiah/Jacob

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[...] Yeah, yeah, bet you say that to all the boys. Dolphin burgers are notorious cads.

Isaiah/Jacob

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It's true, seafood can't help but flirt.

Isaiah/Jacob

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And here I am floundering along. Never stood a chance.

Isaiah/Jacob

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[...]

I just tried for half an hour to come up with a fish pun, but the best I got was something on 'cod' and 'could' and it made me ashamed to write it so I gave up. Please forgive me. I'm not that kind of nerd.