Rose Thorne(She/Her)

I want a man who can put me in a death roll.

Who up strokin’ their mole?

“So, when did you first notice this feeling, this emptiness?”

“Well, I was on my first adventure, had the party all together. We’d been on the road for a year when it happened…”

“It?”

“Well, the Paladin and the Warlock were arguing again… I stepped away because I don’t like conflicts like that. The Cleric was standing up with the Paladin, the Rogue was getting ready to just slit all their throats, and then this… This voice from the sky said ‘Rocks fall, everyone arguing dies’. I was the only one left…”

“Ah, yes, well, the basic Adventurers Guild insurance package doesn’t cover Acts of the Elder God, Gee-Em. They get really angry when we try to fix things they did…”

Okay, then make it as catchy as Love Shack, you stupid bird.

And where do they do it most? In your chair, man!

Given it’s a dream, there could be some interpretation that the OOP is craving emotional stability.

His own subconscious doesn’t even want to have mindless pleasure anymore, but comfort. He denies himself because he doesn’t truly want sex, but the stability of deep, emotional contact.