Fate/Board/Theatre/Insist

From Create Your Own Story

You decide to help him with his marriage in an attempt to get closer to him.

"What are you talking about?" you laugh, standing up as well. Your skirt falls back into its slightly more modest position. He turns around, shaking his head and chuckling.

"Nothing. Mrs. Romero and I are doing fine. We're just not..." He pauses, his confidence replaced by the instinct to be uncomfortable discussing his private life with students again.

You walk around the desk and sit down on his chair, prompting, "Not...?"

"We're not sexually compatible," he finally admits.

Now we're getting somewhere.


And so you:

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