[Shadow hops onto the bench next to her, folding his hands into his lap and staring at them awkwardly, if only to avoid looking at her directly. ...No, who is he kidding, he'll sneak a sidelong peek at her before returning his gaze to his hands, ignoring the patches of red that are surely shining through his orange muzzle.
Go ahead, then. Talk to her. About what, though? Come on, Shadow, you've seen Rouge flirt with that echidna all the time. What would she do?
...Did you seriously ask yourself what Rouge would do? God, you're hopeless.]
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Go ahead, then. Talk to her. About what, though? Come on, Shadow, you've seen Rouge flirt with that echidna all the time. What would she do?
...Did you seriously ask yourself what Rouge would do? God, you're hopeless.]
Your mane looks... nice.
[What the hell was that?!]