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Saint-Just: My hands are cold.

Robespierre: Here, let me hold them.

Saint-Just: My lips are cold too.

Robespierre: *covers Saint-Just's mouth with his hand*

Saint-Just: You spent all your money on THIS??

Robespierre, putting tiny raincoats on pigeons: They live outside. They need this.

Saint-Just: Talk dirty to me~

Robespierre: Poverty is a serious problem and so is part of a population being rich for simply existing.

Saint-Just: Wha-

Robespierre: The economy is in shambles.

Saint-Just: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives.

Robespierre: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to get ready.

Saint-Just: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

Saint-Just: I like your new pants!

Robespierre: Thanks, they were 50% off!

Saint-Just: I'd like them better if they were 100% off. *winks*

Robespierre: The store can't just give away clothes for free.

Saint-Just: Thats's... not what I meant.

Robespierre: That's a terrible way to run a business, Saint-Just.

Saint-Just: so, what's for dinner?

Robespierre, staring at the food he just burnt: regret

Saint-Just: Relationships should be 50/50. Robespierre cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Robespierre: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling paranoia and my anxiety. I'll wait.

Saint-Just: You and me!!!

Robespierre, tearing up: Okay.

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