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It's Ez. You know what to do, darling.

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The bleach was a surprise, but I'm testing the theory of blondes having more fun.

He always had fun, though, so the results were inconclusive.

A&L are fine, Morgan gave me side-eye all through class yesterday because I claimed to be Ezra's cousin.

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How on earth would you be able to tell? Kathy sent, because yes, she knew about you and fun, Ez. Ultimate OTP. I'm proud of you, though. Dante and I mostly just haven't left the house.

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Is Dante girlified too? And is he pretty?

Trick question, he was always pretty.

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"Hey, Dante, look up."

Kathy snapped a picture and then sent it on. I mean, *I* think so, but I'm biased.

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He's always pretty.

Ezra had no problem admitting that. Or at least less of one that he might've not too long ago.

It was a trick question.

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Oh, I know. Believe me, it's a problem.

In a number of ways.

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A problem in your pants kind of problem?

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Unconsciously, Kathy licked her lips, Dante's taste still on them.

There's a reason I don't tend to wear them when I'm at home, she allowed.

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Good call.

And that was as far as he was going to go with that. He was a little freer with things, ever since that last hangout with Dante, but he hadn't been kidding when he'd said he wanted everyone to be comfortable.

Are you handling this okay otherwise, darling?

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Honestly? My first time I got hit was right when I first came back. April, I think?

So he could probably guess how things had been even before the swap had hit back then.

Everything is so much better now that this is like baby town frolics in comparison. Now I just get to explore, like, guy things.

Which, yeah, meant everything Ez probably thought it did.

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Ezra was mostly trying not to think too hard on it.

Mostly.

Good. You deserve it, darling.

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Your 1st time or nah? Kathy sent. I'd say you're handling it well, but I can't imagine you being fazed.

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Glided right past me until now.

Just like all other transformations, actually.

The island knew the world wasn't ready to handle this level of hotness before now.

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True. I mean, it's barely recovered from your normal hotness. The island. Kathy. One of those. Whereas I currently look like a baby-faced freshman unless my shirt is off. sigh.

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I'm sure the shirtless look is to die for, though.

He was trying really hard to be good, here. But he could only hold back so much!

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I have like 4 million abs!

Yes, Kathy was sending along a picture to prove it. Sorry not sorry, but she would never have abs like these as a girl and she was going to show them off.

She might not be pretty like the guys were right now, but she was at least ripped.

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She was just as pretty as the guys. Ezra would not hear any words to the contrary.

He would also not linger on that photo for too long.

And you got them for free, to boot. Congratulations, darling.

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That was the the least questionable of the pics she'd taken of herself. There were definitely pics that she would have guilty to send along, even the ones that nominally involved pants.

I will never be in this good shape with no effort ever again. Woe.

No but seriously. She could pour shots between her abs, holy shit.

Also, hey, do you have plans for Halloween?

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I never have Halloween plans this early on.

Since he'd stopped working at Purgatory, he'd usually just collected party invites and decided on the day which ones sounded the most appealing, honestly.

Why?

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Dante and I were talking about having all of us hang out sometime? And Halloween is at the end of this month and I thought it might be cool if we hung out one Halloween WITHOUT me waking up on your roof or something.

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Here, or...?

Well, he had to assume they knew his stance on LC hadn't changed much. Not as far as they were aware of, anyway.

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If you don't mind hosting? Kathy asked. I don't want to go to the island for Halloween. Though I guess we could always visit somewhere new to all of us? But I was thinking cheesy monster movie night?

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Well, we have a decent living room for that.

He was even currently lazing on the couch in it, so he snapped a pic of it, complete with his feet up on the coffee table, and sent it. As if she didn't know what the living room looked like. But, hey she also got a look at the shapely lower halves of his current legs!

There was also a battered copy of meta for Breakfast at Tiffany's just barely visible on the edge of the table, if she zoomed in on it.

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I did think of that, Kathy said. And I would bring treats....

You know, in case he needed further enticement.

I see that book by the way.

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Ezra did the sensible thing.

Which was to carelessly kick the book on to the floor, then send her a photo that was almost identical to the last one. Except:

There's no book.