[ Okay, so maybe Inigo is a lot heavier than Yuna.
A lot lot heavier than Yuna.
But he's already started, a 'whoa!' escaping him for the surprise package on his hands, but he wants to at least stand with the guy in his arms. Who know this would be one of his many goals in life.
But life throws many surprises at you. ]
I-I'm fine! [ He insists. Okay, the couch is nearby, so if he can just...get Inigo off his feet for a while, then... ]
When I count to three... ...one...! ...two!
[ What's explaining your plans, as he pushes on the back of Inigo's legs, and with that magical number-- ]
--three!
[ He hoists up Inigo into his arms, gritted teeth not stopping all the 'rrrrgghhh!!!!' sounds from escaping, and oh no, is he going to tumble, is he going to knock them into the wall, is he going to manage to turn them around and then just drop them both to the floor anyway-!
Not that he didn't kind of see this coming. If Tidus was already having trouble with the first step, it's like the ending of this would go all that much better. Inigo shrieks as he's fully lifted into the air, only for Tidus to start wobbling back and forth like crazy. ]
Tidus..! Tidus! Tidus, watch out, the do--
[ Too late.
Tidus manages to wobble them right forward into the door, which of course just makes them collapse into a miserable pile of boys.
Is Inigo on top? Is Tidus? No one knows when they're just a mess of limbs. Inigo doesn't even bother to get up yet anyway - sorry if his everything is up in your face, bro - and instead just groans. ]
[ While falls aren't what you consider graceful in the first place, this tumble is an absolute mess of guys and their limbs.
No one is on top when it comes to these pair, though one of Tidus's legs did somehow manage to get under Inigo, along with one of his arms. An arm that appreciates less being crushed between the floor and a butt, and Tidus's head has awkwardly faceplanted into a shoulder.
Until Tidus tilts it away as Inigo's groaning - a dumb chuckle that follows suit into a careless laugh letting itself out of his throat. ]
[ There's a mumble, hard to make out, though it faintly sounds like 'you could say that again' as Inigo rolls over, managing to mostly untangle himself from Tidus. Instead he finds his stomach against the floor. ]
I'm not going to be able to get up for real this time.
[ He's sore, okay! And not just as a joke, he can slowly feel it starting to set in!
Which makes laying here on the floor not exactly the most comfortable of positions.
At least Inigo doesn't sound miserable as he's saying it. Sure, he might not be laughing the way Tidus is, but his statement sounds more like an observation than a complaint. ]
Inigo could have said in any way, and Tidus would be beside him, both legs finally brought close to him; a funny feeling in him that's likely not the result of his less than stellar drop, but just ill-timed.
That is -- to be watching Inigo's position on the floor, acknowledging his too, and what they just got finish doing. And, even if this isn't their first sexual experience together... here they are, being absolute goofs, after having sex. For the first time, both of them; after losing their virginity to each other.
...this is a really not helpful time to start thinking about this, feeling it, experiencing it. Tidus hovering a hand he eventually settles on Inigo's shoulder. Wanting to say more, but instead: ]
[ It's that hand on his shoulder that gets Inigo to stop near-whining for a moment. Instead he grows quiet as he turns his head to look in Tidus's direction - and he remains quiet even then for a moment, like he's thinking.
Especially at those initial words Tidus says. Honestly, Inigo feels like he should be the one to say it, considering it was for his birthday and all. It felt more to him like Tidus was going along with him, rather than the other way around.
...
The last part somehow feels easier to say something about. ]
I actually think I wouldn't mind that. [ And it's probably a little safer too, huh.
But as easy as it would be to just ignore those initial worlds, too worried about making things awkward or embarrassing by acknowledging anything about what they just did out loud.. It wouldn't feel right to just ignore them. Not when what they did means so much to him.
So after a brief moment Inigo adds: ]
It was nice.
[ He makes sure to keep it brief, so Tidus doesn't have to embarrass himself over it if he doesn't want to, but.. he still wants the other to just know.
Especially since they're both new to this, and since Tidus did seem a bit worried about it going in. ]
[ It was nice. Tidus could have gotten away with his meaning hiding behind his antics - unless, Inigo really is speaking about that. But Tidus doubts it, a heat warming his cheeks, the surprised - but upturned smile - look on his face being spooked into hiding away as he shuffles around to get to this whole- carrying thing. Yeah, carrying!! ]
You like getting dropped that much? [ Tidus jokes, to pretend that was what Inigo meant, and please don't call him out. Somewhere deep down, he thinks he should be more romantic, that he should be giving kisses, being more honest.
But, that's not what his first time turned out to be. ]
Well, you asked for it. [ Instead, this is their present. A potential second mess, or a piggback ride. ] Climb on!
[ Thankfully Inigo is in charge of at least enough of the one braincell here to know to not call Tidus out on it. Maybe in some other situation he will, but.. not right now, so close after. He already said the important thing, and Tidus's reaction shows that it hit its target.
So Inigo will gladly move on to the actual carrying part. Moving until he's standing right there behind Tidus's back, putting his hands on the other's shoulders.
Though he does pause before getting on, just to say: ]
[ Tidus angles his arms back, finding feet to hook, his body giddy from one drop, from the subtle conversation. He's on one knee and as ready as he's going to be, apprehension there, but also- ]
Won't know 'til we try. [ He's hoping for the best, and he takes in a breath, hoisting them both upward- ] Let's go--!
[ Here they are, gluttons for punishment, or unwilling to stay down after a fall. Will their luck be better this time?
'Seems' being the keyword here. Because, for one, they are not collapsing into a pile this time. Which means they're already doing better than last time, which means that Inigo is tightly clinging onto Tidus right now.
But is it still going great? They're standing up, sure, they're even moving as Tidus takes a first few steps, but it probably can't be easy on the other. Inigo may not be a super huge or heavy guy, but it's not like he's that much shorter or lighter than Tidus himself.
Enjoy carrying all this dead weight on your back, Tidus. At least Inigo is trying hard to not move too much so he's not a total inconvenience? ]
[ The weight disprencancy from what he's used to is what Tidus first notices, all of it going to his arms. He sways just some when they're first up, but fortunately, he's actually got some strength when it comes to his arms. ... please don't bring up the chaos that they both just went through, okay. That didn't happen.
[ Slowly, slowly does it. And slowly is the only way Tidus can do it, the whole of the weight on him nothing to dismiss, either. Could he do this from here to their room? Probably. It wouldn't be an easy task, but maybe he's kinda thinking about it...! ]
Ask Roland for a ride sometime, [ he says, mostly in jest. Eyeing somewhere, that might still ticking...
...
He takes a step towards the door, grunting as he turns. ]
[ Tidus is going to be dead in five steps at this rate.
Is this something Inigo realises? At first it's hard to tell, considering that he's not speaking up about it - instead he's just helping out by releasing his hold on Tidus with one arm so he can actually push the door open, rather than keep them standing on this spot here forever.
But as Tidus takes another step or two afterwards, he does speak up. ]
Do you really think you're going to make this?
[ He doesn't even mean it in a challenging way, bro!! It's just that Tidus is almost starting to wheeze over here.
But who knows what Tidus might take as a challenge. ]
All we have to do is keep going 'til we get there! We can do this!
[ It's simple!! The carriages are just straight lines! Straight lines until they get to their carriage!! Sure, all the way at the bottom of the sleepers, but...!!
But who is Inigo to say no to Tidus when the other is so determined to get them to their room in this way? It's not like he really minds getting a piggyback ride - he wasn't lying when he said it was kind of nice.
Even if he's slightly worried about breaking Tidus's back.
But okay, okay, for now he'll push the door open. THERE. IT'S OPEN. ]
Go, go! The road is clear! [ He's kind of starting to sound like a Higgledy.
But he really just means RUN BEFORE THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE PATH AND YOU LITERALLY RUN INTO THEM. The corridors of the train truly are too narrow for this kind of tomfoolery. ]
[ The moment the way forward opens up, Tidus bolts.
Bolt being a charitable word for it, but he's going, lugging the weight that is himself and Inigo on. If there's anyone in the way between them and the path to the door they need to get to, all they're getting in warning is a ] Outta the way! We're coming! [ given in the appropriate tones of an emergency as the two dummies make for the door between carriages.
There may be complaints his body - particularly his back - may have about all this later, but that's for future Tidus to deal with. Current Tidus has to deal with when they get to the next door again, and the button that needs to be pressed. He stops only once they get there, making a slight turn so- ]
[ It's like he's an extra pair of arms here for Tidus.
Or, well, it's more like he is Tidus's arms, considering the other guy's arms are way too busy carrying him to be able to do anything else. But it's a task that Inigo is making sure to live up to, smacking that button with a force much more intense than necessary for the task.
The door moves open. ]
Just a few more carriages..! [ Has Tidus ever been more glad that the sleeper carriages turned into multi-level cars. ] But-- watch out! Person at twelve o' clock!
[ Is that what people say in situations like these to sound cool?
He figure it probably is. Inigo is even pointing, since, again, he is Tidus's pair of arms right now. ]
MOVE [ comes Tidus's demand, since he doesn't have time to go anywhere but straight for 12 o'clock, unless whoever's ahead! Poor passenger, just trying to live their life - and here comes Tidus and Inigo, like a red chocobo in a china shop.
They're down the hallway of the carriage, standing by the next button ready to get slapped. Tidus is slouching already, and there's...how many more to go? Four?
DON'T ASK, JUST SLAP THE BUTTON. DON'T THINK ABOUT THE WEIGHT. LEGS, YOU CAN DO THIS!! ]
[ At least Inigo does give the poor passenger an apologetic smile and gesture - you know, because that sort of thing is a little easier to do when you're currently not busy trying to carry a huge weight right on your back.
And he will also give the door another button slap, even a little quicker this time. Mostly since he's starting to get really concerned about Tidus's back. Is this guy's back or determination stronger?! ]
T-Tidus, you're sure you're going to not get some permanent back injury from this, right?! [ Please, bro, what if you can never play blitzball again!!
.. not that Tidus has been able to do that any time recently, BUT STILL. ]
[ please don't be rude about his lack of sportsing on the train. :( ]
Three more carriages! [ is all he has to say - and it's a feat, to expend that energy on talking as his running, walking, whatever it was before, is now a hurried slog - like a snorlax trying its best to run, but without the great lumbering thudding. ...close enough, though.
Three more carriages, three more carriages, three more carriages! It's the chant of his anthem, of his Carrying Inigo Story, the mosy bizarre recolleciton of your first time anyone will ever surely be able to share.
He doesn't say anything when they miracously make it to the next carriage door, opting to lean his head and just make mouth noises to tell Inigo to do his job with opening the door. It's ok, he won't buckle when it opens. ]
[ He sure doesn't buckle when Inigo opens that door.
Even though he kind of feel like Tidus might. Inigo can't help but notice the way the other is starting to slow down more, even though he's still going - some of the initial energy has already faded, completely spent on trying to move Inigo's weight.
.. a thought arises in Inigo's head.
Quite possibly the most disastrous thought possible, and yet it just flies out of his mouth, like he isn't even thinking about it. (Thankfully no one seems to be around in this particular sleeper hall - for now.) ]
[ Granted, Tidus's head isn't on just sex and all of the day's activities, and particularly the one going now, though it said said as he starts to feel a jabbing pain in his side. Something in his body disagreeing with this activity to a deeply uncomfortable effect that's harder to ignore than overall exhaustion and pain.
You know, as you do. Tidus tries to keep up his sluggish slow pace, but even that's getting harder to achieve. ]
Ugh... okay... so maybe... you ate one too many cakes...
[ He never considered how much Inigo ate before he got into this, did he...... ]
[ IS IT INIGO'S FAULT THAT EVERYTHING AT THE PARTY WAS DELICIOUS?
Though Inigo seems to at least have enough sense to not blurt that part out when Tidus sounds like he's about to give in and collapse. And possibly break his spine, if he'd collapse with Inigo still perched on his back like this.
So this whole challenge is sounding like a worse idea to Inigo by the moment, to a point where he starts to fuss.
.. or, well, fuss even more than he already was, sue him. ]
Tidus..! Tidus, c-come on, it's alright! You win, okay? You got me this far, so you can put me down! [ BRO, PLEASE. This is an intervention for your own good!! ]
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A lot lot heavier than Yuna.
But he's already started, a 'whoa!' escaping him for the surprise package on his hands, but he wants to at least stand with the guy in his arms. Who know this would be one of his many goals in life.
But life throws many surprises at you. ]
I-I'm fine! [ He insists. Okay, the couch is nearby, so if he can just...get Inigo off his feet for a while, then... ]
When I count to three... ...one...! ...two!
[ What's explaining your plans, as he pushes on the back of Inigo's legs, and with that magical number-- ]
--three!
[ He hoists up Inigo into his arms, gritted teeth not stopping all the 'rrrrgghhh!!!!' sounds from escaping, and oh no, is he going to tumble, is he going to knock them into the wall, is he going to manage to turn them around and then just drop them both to the floor anyway-!
enjoy the ride, Inigo. ]
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Not that he didn't kind of see this coming. If Tidus was already having trouble with the first step, it's like the ending of this would go all that much better. Inigo shrieks as he's fully lifted into the air, only for Tidus to start wobbling back and forth like crazy. ]
Tidus..! Tidus! Tidus, watch out, the do--
[ Too late.
Tidus manages to wobble them right forward into the door, which of course just makes them collapse into a miserable pile of boys.
Is Inigo on top? Is Tidus? No one knows when they're just a mess of limbs. Inigo doesn't even bother to get up yet anyway - sorry if his everything is up in your face, bro - and instead just groans. ]
I knew this would happen...
[ Now his butt hurts extra. :( ]
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No one is on top when it comes to these pair, though one of Tidus's legs did somehow manage to get under Inigo, along with one of his arms. An arm that appreciates less being crushed between the floor and a butt, and Tidus's head has awkwardly faceplanted into a shoulder.
Until Tidus tilts it away as Inigo's groaning - a dumb chuckle that follows suit into a careless laugh letting itself out of his throat. ]
We're so -- dumb.
[ Look at them.
Look at them both. ]
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I'm not going to be able to get up for real this time.
[ He's sore, okay! And not just as a joke, he can slowly feel it starting to set in!
Which makes laying here on the floor not exactly the most comfortable of positions.
At least Inigo doesn't sound miserable as he's saying it. Sure, he might not be laughing the way Tidus is, but his statement sounds more like an observation than a complaint. ]
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Inigo could have said in any way, and Tidus would be beside him, both legs finally brought close to him; a funny feeling in him that's likely not the result of his less than stellar drop, but just ill-timed.
That is -- to be watching Inigo's position on the floor, acknowledging his too, and what they just got finish doing. And, even if this isn't their first sexual experience together... here they are, being absolute goofs, after having sex. For the first time, both of them; after losing their virginity to each other.
...this is a really not helpful time to start thinking about this, feeling it, experiencing it. Tidus hovering a hand he eventually settles on Inigo's shoulder. Wanting to say more, but instead: ]
Thanks for going along with it with me.
[ And then, after a beat: ]
How about a ride on my back?
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Especially at those initial words Tidus says. Honestly, Inigo feels like he should be the one to say it, considering it was for his birthday and all. It felt more to him like Tidus was going along with him, rather than the other way around.
...
The last part somehow feels easier to say something about. ]
I actually think I wouldn't mind that. [ And it's probably a little safer too, huh.
But as easy as it would be to just ignore those initial worlds, too worried about making things awkward or embarrassing by acknowledging anything about what they just did out loud.. It wouldn't feel right to just ignore them. Not when what they did means so much to him.
So after a brief moment Inigo adds: ]
It was nice.
[ He makes sure to keep it brief, so Tidus doesn't have to embarrass himself over it if he doesn't want to, but.. he still wants the other to just know.
Especially since they're both new to this, and since Tidus did seem a bit worried about it going in. ]
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You like getting dropped that much? [ Tidus jokes, to pretend that was what Inigo meant, and please don't call him out. Somewhere deep down, he thinks he should be more romantic, that he should be giving kisses, being more honest.
But, that's not what his first time turned out to be. ]
Well, you asked for it. [ Instead, this is their present. A potential second mess, or a piggback ride. ] Climb on!
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So Inigo will gladly move on to the actual carrying part. Moving until he's standing right there behind Tidus's back, putting his hands on the other's shoulders.
Though he does pause before getting on, just to say: ]
Are you sure you can hold me this time?
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Won't know 'til we try. [ He's hoping for the best, and he takes in a breath, hoisting them both upward- ] Let's go--!
[ Here they are, gluttons for punishment, or unwilling to stay down after a fall. Will their luck be better this time?
We pray so, for Inigo's back and butt. ]
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'Seems' being the keyword here. Because, for one, they are not collapsing into a pile this time. Which means they're already doing better than last time, which means that Inigo is tightly clinging onto Tidus right now.
But is it still going great? They're standing up, sure, they're even moving as Tidus takes a first few steps, but it probably can't be easy on the other. Inigo may not be a super huge or heavy guy, but it's not like he's that much shorter or lighter than Tidus himself.
Enjoy carrying all this dead weight on your back, Tidus. At least Inigo is trying hard to not move too much so he's not a total inconvenience? ]
.. this is kind of nice, actually.
[ EASY FOR THE ONE NOT CARRYING ANYONE TO SAY.. ]
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Anyway. Holding the weight? Going decent. Moving? That's something else. ]
Okay... okaaaay...!
[ Slowly, slowly does it. And slowly is the only way Tidus can do it, the whole of the weight on him nothing to dismiss, either. Could he do this from here to their room? Probably. It wouldn't be an easy task, but maybe he's kinda thinking about it...! ]
Ask Roland for a ride sometime, [ he says, mostly in jest. Eyeing somewhere, that might still ticking...
...
He takes a step towards the door, grunting as he turns. ]
Hey. [ hah ] Open the door.
[ He can't...open it...! ]
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Is this something Inigo realises? At first it's hard to tell, considering that he's not speaking up about it - instead he's just helping out by releasing his hold on Tidus with one arm so he can actually push the door open, rather than keep them standing on this spot here forever.
But as Tidus takes another step or two afterwards, he does speak up. ]
Do you really think you're going to make this?
[ He doesn't even mean it in a challenging way, bro!! It's just that Tidus is almost starting to wheeze over here.
But who knows what Tidus might take as a challenge. ]
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[ It's simple!! The carriages are just straight lines! Straight lines until they get to their carriage!! Sure, all the way at the bottom of the sleepers, but...!!
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THEIR PASSION! ]
We can do this! So hurry up and open it!
[ go go go go time is of the essence!! ]
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But who is Inigo to say no to Tidus when the other is so determined to get them to their room in this way? It's not like he really minds getting a piggyback ride - he wasn't lying when he said it was kind of nice.
Even if he's slightly worried about breaking Tidus's back.
But okay, okay, for now he'll push the door open. THERE. IT'S OPEN. ]
Go, go! The road is clear! [ He's kind of starting to sound like a Higgledy.
But he really just means RUN BEFORE THERE'S SOMEONE IN THE PATH AND YOU LITERALLY RUN INTO THEM. The corridors of the train truly are too narrow for this kind of tomfoolery. ]
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Bolt being a charitable word for it, but he's going, lugging the weight that is himself and Inigo on. If there's anyone in the way between them and the path to the door they need to get to, all they're getting in warning is a ] Outta the way! We're coming! [ given in the appropriate tones of an emergency as the two dummies make for the door between carriages.
There may be complaints his body - particularly his back - may have about all this later, but that's for future Tidus to deal with. Current Tidus has to deal with when they get to the next door again, and the button that needs to be pressed. He stops only once they get there, making a slight turn so- ]
Button!
[ gotta go gotta go gotta go gotta go!!! ]
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Or, well, it's more like he is Tidus's arms, considering the other guy's arms are way too busy carrying him to be able to do anything else. But it's a task that Inigo is making sure to live up to, smacking that button with a force much more intense than necessary for the task.
The door moves open. ]
Just a few more carriages..! [ Has Tidus ever been more glad that the sleeper carriages turned into multi-level cars. ] But-- watch out! Person at twelve o' clock!
[ Is that what people say in situations like these to sound cool?
He figure it probably is. Inigo is even pointing, since, again, he is Tidus's pair of arms right now. ]
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They're down the hallway of the carriage, standing by the next button ready to get slapped. Tidus is slouching already, and there's...how many more to go? Four?
DON'T ASK, JUST SLAP THE BUTTON. DON'T THINK ABOUT THE WEIGHT. LEGS, YOU CAN DO THIS!! ]
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And he will also give the door another button slap, even a little quicker this time. Mostly since he's starting to get really concerned about Tidus's back. Is this guy's back or determination stronger?! ]
T-Tidus, you're sure you're going to not get some permanent back injury from this, right?! [ Please, bro, what if you can never play blitzball again!!
.. not that Tidus has been able to do that any time recently, BUT STILL. ]
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Three more carriages! [ is all he has to say - and it's a feat, to expend that energy on talking as his running, walking, whatever it was before, is now a hurried slog - like a snorlax trying its best to run, but without the great lumbering thudding. ...close enough, though.
Three more carriages, three more carriages, three more carriages! It's the chant of his anthem, of his Carrying Inigo Story, the mosy bizarre recolleciton of your first time anyone will ever surely be able to share.
He doesn't say anything when they miracously make it to the next carriage door, opting to lean his head and just make mouth noises to tell Inigo to do his job with opening the door. It's ok, he won't buckle when it opens. ]
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Even though he kind of feel like Tidus might. Inigo can't help but notice the way the other is starting to slow down more, even though he's still going - some of the initial energy has already faded, completely spent on trying to move Inigo's weight.
.. a thought arises in Inigo's head.
Quite possibly the most disastrous thought possible, and yet it just flies out of his mouth, like he isn't even thinking about it. (Thankfully no one seems to be around in this particular sleeper hall - for now.) ]
I can't believe you still have all this energy.
[ You know.
After.. their little activity. ]
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[ Granted, Tidus's head isn't on just sex and all of the day's activities, and particularly the one going now, though it said said as he starts to feel a jabbing pain in his side. Something in his body disagreeing with this activity to a deeply uncomfortable effect that's harder to ignore than overall exhaustion and pain.
You know, as you do. Tidus tries to keep up his sluggish slow pace, but even that's getting harder to achieve. ]
Ugh... okay... so maybe... you ate one too many cakes...
[ He never considered how much Inigo ate before he got into this, did he...... ]
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Though Inigo seems to at least have enough sense to not blurt that part out when Tidus sounds like he's about to give in and collapse. And possibly break his spine, if he'd collapse with Inigo still perched on his back like this.
So this whole challenge is sounding like a worse idea to Inigo by the moment, to a point where he starts to fuss.
.. or, well, fuss even more than he already was, sue him. ]
Tidus..! Tidus, c-come on, it's alright! You win, okay? You got me this far, so you can put me down! [ BRO, PLEASE. This is an intervention for your own good!! ]