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    “Oh my god.” Zoey shoveled it into her mouth with reckless abandon, alternating between chopsticks and spoons. “Oh my god.”

    “It’s not that good. You’re lying.” Mira leaned in close to the camera, possibly to get a better look at the food in Zoey’s bowl.

    Zoey looked at Mira wide-eyed. “Mira, it’s—oh my god. This is the greed the Bible warned me about.”

    “You’ve never read the Bible,” snarked Mira.

    “I just—the chef is gorgeous, Mira! And her food is—” Zoey lost her words, then she shook her head to reset her brain. “Babe,” said Zoey seriously, leveling her gaze at her girlfriend, “I’ve discovered the divine intervention that’s gonna get you to this place.”

    Mira’s jaw dropped open. “Why didn’t you show me the hot chef?”

    “Because my girlfriend is Aphrodite and the chef is Venus and my fucking brain exploded because I couldn’t put together a single thought when not one but two hot women were staring at me at the same time!” wailed Zoey, for her steak was too juicy and her lobster too buttery. “Besides, if you saw the hot chef that would be one less excuse to come eat here!”

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    25 Jan 2026

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    The messages start off stilted and formal, small pieces of paper attached to the collar of her beloved cat. Then, they go crazy, emojis and doodles and... is that glitter?

    And she really doesn't have any time for this - striking up a weird pen-pal correspondence with two total strangers - but Rumi just can't help being drawn towards these two mysterious women who take such good care of her cat.

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    Rumi accidentally ends up sharing custody of her cat with Mira and Zoey. The three of them become pen-pals through messages delivered via catmail to coordinate how to take care of him. It's silly and weird. Awkwardness and feelings happen.

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    25 Jan 2026

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    "Which means you," Dr. Choi turns to the other woman, "are my two o'clock appointment. Ryu Rumi?"

    "Yes," she says, standing up and extending her hand for a handshake. She has a diplomatic smile on her face, charming and practiced to perfection. Mira can hardly imagine what it's like to be on the receiving end of it.

    Dr. Choi, however, is apparently immune. She puts one hand on her waist and looks up at Rumi with a glare. She holds Rumi's client file up with her other.

    "Rumi-nim, respectfully, this is the worst intake form I've ever seen in my life. "

    Mira holds back a snicker.

    Or what if Rumi was werewolf but also was a college professor, and what if Zoey was a vet, and what if Mira had 5 cats and one had IBS too, and they were in a romantic comedy what then

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    12 Jan 2026

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    Mira snorts—she knows they're just joking. "So, what game is this?" She gestures to the board in front of her.

    "Ah-" Rumi puts the wrinkled manual on the table and slides it to Mira. "It's Monopoly…?"

    Mira frowns while analyzing the setup. "So this is Monopoly…"

    Rumi arches an eyebrow. "You never really played it before?"

    "Not really, no. I've heard of it before, though."

    "Monopoly's like—one of the biggest board games ever. A classic," Zoey comments. "You never played with your family before?"

    Mira takes the metallic token in the shape of a race car to see it from up close. "Not really. My parents travel a lot, so quality time is pretty rare."

    "Oh." Rumi lets scape, as both she and Zoey look at her, wide-eyed.

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    Zoey and Rumi are players, because they play board games. Mira is a player, because she plays with people's feelings.
    Nobody here has a dictionary.

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    10 Jan 2026

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    This was, without a doubt, Mira's worst nightmare.

    The woman to her left leant over her for the fourth time to talk to the person on her right, and Mira tore her headphones down - her over-ear, very expensive, noise cancelling headphones that apparently were completely useless when faced with whatever actual nonsense this woman was saying to her friend - to sit around her neck so she could say with venom, “Please switch seats with me. I'm begging you.”

    “It's not allowed,” the purple-haired woman on her right said, her hands visibly tense on the armrests. On Mira's armrest. Everyone knew the person in the middle seat got both armrests. Fuck AirAsia for charging for allocated seating. “If you're not in your assigned seats they can't identify you from your teeth when you die.”

    The ‘I'm stuck in the middle seat of an airplane and these two idiots won't swap seats to sit next to each other’ AU. Established Zorumi, a very grumpy Mira, and a six hour flight.

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    07 Jan 2026