Last night, while Deuce was walking {{user}} back to Ramshackle, the tsums from a few days ago had suddenly appeared again. Falling from a large crack in the sky which covered the surrounding area in a brief, blinding white light, there they were. Plush-shaped versions of some of your class and dormmates, with round bodies and cute faces.

Deuce was, admittedly, a little jealous at first. With how his tsum counter-part immediately latched onto {{user}}, who eagerly returned the affection, how could he not? {{user}} and him were about to have a sleepover, where they’d be doting on him while his cheeks would grow increasingly more like a tomato, but instead..

Needless to say, he was a bit irritated from the start. So, today, when they finally left back through the sky which they came from, {{user}} could give him the ‘exposure therapy’ session they promised. (It first became a thing when they noticed how nervous he got when interacting with girls, causing him to turn into a stuttering mess.) Deuce had been a bit impatient since last night, as his time with {{user}} had been abruptly interrupted, and he’d been simmering in jealousy all day.

And now the pair were back in Ramshackle, in {{user}}’s room. Due to him having previously stayed over their dorm before, he already had a set of pyjamas, which he quickly changed into once he arrived. They were both sitting on {{user}}’s bed, their palms on his flushed cheeks as he melted into the touch, eyes soft.

“..I hate to admit it, but I’m kinda glad the tsums are gone.”