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A fairy was out and about, picking flowers for a potion, when they heard bickering off in the distance. Not minding their business, the fairy flew to where the voices were coming from to see what the problem was.

"No, because, Louis why the fuck would a raccoon want that?"

"What do you mean why would it want it? Raccoons eat trash, toilet paper is trash, feed raccoons trash, and trap it for dinner. Boom, we're gods." The dreadhead lifts his arms towards the sky, with a smile on his face.

"Because-dude, you don't feed animals any paper products. Especially ones we eat. Please tell me you haven't don't this before?"

"Uhhhhhhh,"

"Louis!"

"Oh come on, those were the best meals you've ever eaten, admit it."

"You forced us to eat paper! That's, no! Why?" The blonde girl wanted to cry.

"Apocalyptic problems require apocalyptic solutions. Improvise. Adapt. Overcome."

"You better adapt my fist to your face then."

Louis started to run, with Violet chasing after him. The fairy didn't like it when people fought. And that looked like a fight to them. So instead of just leaving things alone and going back to their cottage away from the apocalyptic world, they decided to meddle. The fairy started saying a spell, their eyes glowing as they did so, before saying the names of the two teens to cast it upon them. 

A breeze passed through said teens, causing them to stop their wrestling match to figure out what the heck it was. When they couldn't find anything, they shrugged, and went back to the school. The fairy smiled. Soon those two will learn to work together. Even though they really didn't need this lesson, the fairy should've kept their nose pit of other people's business.

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Louis wakes up and groggily rubs the eye gunk from his eyes. And then he pauses. Something isn't right. He looks around, and notices he doesn't have his giant pile of pillows. The dreadhead looks around more to see stars around the room. Ok, so this isn't his room. Why isn't he in his room? 

"What the fuc-" ok hold up that is not his voice. He grabs his throat looking down only to see that he was one, white, and two, had a slightly, but not by much, bigger chest. 

He stares. What the heck? Are they real? Louis uses his, or not his hands,he still doesn't know at this point, and places it on his chest, which is not actually his chest. He squeezes his not hands. 

"Oh god they're real."

Suddenly the door opened. 

"Hey, are you awake- '' Tenn stops at the door. He and Louis make eye contact.  Louis still had his not hands on his not chest as he made eye contact with Tenn. " Vi, what are you doing?"

Meanwhile, at the same time, Violet wakes up to three pillows in her face. She shoves them off roughly.

"What the fuc-" Violet stops talking when a deep ass voice comes out. "Why is my voice deep?"

Violet looked around and noticed her hair, that's not really her hair, was different. She lifts her not hand up to touch it. And then she shakes her not head , which kinda gives her some serotonin. But as she did that she noticed movement that wasn't normal for her. She looked down at her lap, which with what she's seeing right now, might not be her lap. She reaches a hand down in between her legs.

"That's a penis."

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The two teens exit their not rooms and make their way outside. As they do so, they run into each other. Like literally. They have full body contact because they aren't used to the bodies they are in.

"Fucking Christ."

"My back!"

They both groan, sitting up right. And then they make eye contact.

"Why am I staring at myself?"

"Holy fuck. I'm handsome!"

Violet stares at herself, which was weird to think, with a deadpan expression. "Of course that's the first thing you say, instead of you know 'Hey, Violet, why are you wearing my body?' Because why the fuck, am I wearing your body."

Louis, who is Violet, shrugs. "I don't know, but I don't mind the view. Holy shit, I'm hot."

"This is going to be a long day." Violet, who is actually Louis, stands up. Well she wobbles up because she's not used to so much height. "How the fuck do walk with these long ass legs?"

"With swagger." Louis gets up himself. "My question is, how are you alive, being only able to see everyone's stomach? You're a gremlin.

" First of all I am not that short. I am chest level, don't test me, I've measured. Secondly, I can beat you up in that so-called gremlin body." Violet seethed. Don't talk about a short person being short, we'll cut your head off.

"Ok, one, please don't kill me, you can easily do that now. And two, I'm hot when I'm angry. I now understand why people find the whole angry thing sexy because, damn, I'm hot as fuck."

Violet breathes in, and slowly releases it. "I'm going to find some cantaloupe, and force your body to eat it." And then she waddled away.

"Wait, hold on. Don't do that! Please don't force my body to eat that horrid food. Vi!? Vi! Please."

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"See, this is actually your own fault."

Violet was dry heaving in some bushes. She came through on her threat to eat cantaloupe. She regrets it so bad right now. The blonde girl, now turned dread head dude, went up to Omar, asked for cantaloupe, which he provided with a confused look, and then looked herself right in the eyes, and ate it. Now it's ten minutes later, and she is still dry heaving.

"Why did it taste like horse ass? The fuck is wrong with your taste buds?!"

"Heh, funny story really," Louis scratch his, well Violet's, neck with a cringe face. "I was eating cantaloupe for the first time, and I set down the plate to get water, and when I came back, there was this dark thing on top of the cantaloupe. I thought it was chocolate, and I didn't know that this wasn't the type of fruit to put chocolate on, so I thought nothing of it. It…...it wasn't chocolate."

Violet wanted to hurl even more. "Dare I ask what it actually was?"

"Uh, let's just say, my parents took our horse out for a ride, and they stopped to rest."

"Oh my fucking god, did you really eat horse-" Violet wants to cry.

Louis lets out a nervous laugh. "Yeaaaaah. I was a stupid kid."

"You're a stupid adult too! Horse ass, I know what that tastes like now! I never wanted to know that."

"I told you not to eat it."

After a few more moments, Violet managed to stop dry heaving. She still didn't feel well, but at least the taste was out of her mouth enough for her to stand up straight. She took a deep breath.

"I need a nap."

"But that'll be suspicious. I don't take my three pm nap until two thirty."

"Why in the hell would I care about being suspicious?"

"Well, for one," Louis gestured vaguely between them. "We are each other. We gotta pretend to be each other. To you know, not freak people out because we don't even know how this happened, so how do we explain it to them."

".....they are stupid."

"So, yeah, we gotta pretend to be each other until we figure out what the heck happen." And then Louis processed what Violet said. "Did you just call our friends stupid?"

"I did. Someone has to say it, and it's me." Violet scowls.

"That's not a very Louis thing to say. Nor is that a Louis face. You gotta smile, best friend!"

Violet keeps scowling. "I am smiling. And don't say best friend. I'd never say something like that."

Louis stared at himself. "If that's you smiling, it's shitty."

"You're shitty. And I can say that's the truth because you ate actual shit."

"I regret telling you that."

"Yeah you will," Vi smirks. "I'm going to tease you about that for the rest of your life."

Louis slumps over, wanting to cry because he gave Violet more ammo against him. He should've kept that story to himself. Why did he tell her that story?

"Ah, there's the trademark Vi slouch."

Louis stood up straight again, looking at Vi with the most confused and shocked face. "Bitch you live everyday like that? No wonder you want to punch people all that time. Your poor, poor back."

"I hate you."

"I'm not gonna do that slouch, we are fixing your posture. You'll thank me for this."

Violet rolls her eyes. One day in her body, and Louis is already changing shit. He better not even think about rearranging her room, or she will blow a gasket.

"Damn, even in my body, you can do the full body eye."

"I do not do a full body eye roll! Stop telling people I do full body eye rolls!"

"No💕"

"How the fuck did you say the heart out loud?"

Louis, not wanting to give away his secrets, walks away. "We have to go to breakfast, I'm hungry. Like, girl, do you feed this thing?"

"Yes."

"What do you feed it?"

"The souls of my enemies."

"Well no wonder you're so goddamn small, souls can only give you so much nutrition."

The two swapped teens make their way back to the courtyard, where Omar has just finished making breakfast. The cooking god handed them both a bowl, his face saying he wanted to ask about the whole cantaloupe thing, but not actually wanting to know the answer. Louis and Violet find their seat, which is on either side of our favorite brunette, Clementine.

Clem presses a kiss to both of their cheeks. "Morning guys."

Louis, totally not acting like Violet liked they telepathically agreed to do, beams. Which confused the heck out of everyone because damn, a Violet smile. That shit is rare. Clem was thrown for a loop, but she blushes because a Violet smile is cute.

Violet on the other hand, also not acting like Louis, does that head duck thing. You know where she like,  ducks her head down and her hair covers her eyes? Yeah she's doing that, but imagine dreadlocks instead of blonde hair. "Hi, Clemmy."

That gets a snort out of the brunette. "Clemmy? Taking Violet's nickname for me, I see."

"Yeah, Louis, that's my line." 

"Yeah well, you stole something from me, so it's only fair I steal something from you." 

Clementine looks between the two. "You guys are acting weird. But it's cute, so I'll let it slide."

They both blush. Clem smirks at that fact. She's a little shit who knows what she's doing. The brunette gets up from her seat and takes her empty bowl to where the other dishes are.

"Louis?"

"Yeah?"

"Why am I hard after Clem called us cute?"

Louis choked on his breakfast soup.

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After Louis stopped choking, and Violet fixed….her situation, the two finished their breakfast and made their way towards the chores board to see what they'll be doing for the day.

"Ugh, I got to help with the pigs." Violet reaches a hand up to scratch her head. 

"No, wait, I'm the one doing that."

"What?"

"Yeah, because it says Violet right?" Louis points at the board. "And I'm you right now, so that means I have to go, and you have to uh," Louis looks for his name on the board. "You have to go groom the horses. Because you're me."

"....I'm not going to lie, I didn't hear a thing you said because I was too busy scratching. Why is your head so goddamn itchy?"

"Oh, that just means it's hair washing day."

"Hair washing d-you don't wash your hair everyday?"

Louis slowly turns his head towards the girl. He stares at her for a moment, as she scratches the fuck out of his precious locks. He had to stare because he knew she did not just ask him that. But she did, and he has to deal with it.

"The audacity you just had to ask me something so white so nonchalantly."

"Is...is that not normal?"

"Bitch, no! No wonder your hair is lifeless, you wash this shit everyday. No volume, no brightness, no life. You've been doing it all wrong, Vi, all wrong!"

Violet had to stop scratching because this man is really pressed about this. I mean, I get it, who the fuck washes their hair everyday? Don't do that, if you do, by the way. But Vi doesn't get it.

"Is it that serious?"

"Is it that-come here."

"No you're gonna hit me."

"I'm not gonna hit you. Just come here."

"No, I know when those words come out of my body, it means I'm gonna hit someone."

Louis grabs Violet by the shirt and starts dragging her to a water pump they had installed into the school some months ago. Violet tried to get away, but she forgot how strong her grip actually was.

"This is how I die."

"You're being dramatic. And that's coming from me."

"Oh god I'm turning into you! Being in your body was bad enough."

"Shut up and get you head under the pump."

"I will not do tha-"

Louis shoves Violet's head, which was actually his in case you forgot they switched bodies, under the water pump and turned it on. Vi wasn't ready for a sudden stream of water to flow on her head. She tried to get away, but Louis kept her head from moving. 

"This is for your own good Vi."

"Let me go-" Her sentence was cut off by water getting in her mouth, and she started choking on it.

"Uh, what's going on?" Aasim asked Ruby some ways away from the two, as he watched the scene.

"Violet finally snapped and is going through with her threats to kill Louis." 

They watched, as what they thought was,Violet lifts, who they thought was, Louis' head from under the water pump. The dreadhead sputters water from his mouth, begging not to be put back under. The two teens couldn't tell what the blonde said, but Louis rapidly nodded and Violet let him go.

"I think we're good." Ruby said.

"One of these days, she's not going to stop."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get there."

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"Never waterboard me like that ever again."

Violet currently stood in the courtyard, dripping water. She looked as if she got rained on. Louis stood in front of her, proud of what he did.

"I didn't waterboard you. I washed my hair for you. Be thankful."

"I am cold! I ain't thankful for shit!"

"I-" Louis went to speak up, but was cut off by Clementine walking up to them.

"Holy crap, what happened to you?" The brunette saw the state of who she thought to be Louis. "You're drenched!"

"He had an impromptu shower with the water pump. Had to wash his hair." The supposed Violet said.

Clementine tried wiping the water from The supposed Louis' face but his dreads just kept dripping more, making the action pointless. "You're gonna catch a cold with these wet clothes."

"Don't worry, I brought him a towel."

"That's sweet of you to do." Clem kisses pseudo-Vi's cheek while grabbing the towel. "Seems those niceness lessons are working after all."

"Aha, yeah! T-totally!" Louis, trying his best to be Violet, blushed hard.

Clem grabs the towel from pseudo-Vi's hand and wraps it around pseudo-Louis. She starts drying the dripping dreads and his face. The intimacy of it made pseudo-Lou flustered.

"I don't know if you'll get a cold, you might though. Should ask Omar to make some soup, just in case."

"What, you gonna dress up and nurse him back to health?" Louis, in a very Violet fashion, snorts.

"Why, do you want me to? I don't mind nursing you both."

That sentence rendered both of them speechless. Lou and Vi weren't expecting that at all as both if their faces glowed red. The brunette just had a smug smirk on her face. Pseudo-Lou tried to speak but all that came out was keysmash like noises.

"Damn, I rendered you both speechless. New high score."

Pseudo-Violet starts to fake coughing. "Oh noooo, I seem to be coming down with something."

Clementine places her hand on her forehead as if to check her temperature. "Oh, how unfortunate. Guess I'll have to give you kisses of life."

"K-kisses? Plural?" Pseudo-Vi's voice cracked.

"Mmhm, plural. And here's a sneak peak."

"A sneak peak?"

Clementine answers by shifting the hand that was on her forehead into blonde hair, tugging it to bring pseudo-Violet closer. The brunette then leaned forward, bringing their lips together. All of the emotions were felt from this kiss. By the time Clem pulled away, pseudo-Violet's eyes were glazed over and she was in a daze. The brunette smirks as a slight blush rises on her cheeks.

"Kiss of life, mmhm, yeah, I am definitely alive after that. Yep."

"I can give you more later."

"Please."

Pseudo-Louis finally got brain cells. "Can I have life kisses?" Because he's a simp. They both are.

Clem doesn't answer, just pulls him down into a kiss that was just as passionate as the kiss with pseudo-Vi. Melting into the kiss, pseudo-Louis tries not to show how much he enjoyed it, but clearly fails. And I mean clearly. Clem pulls away from the kiss, looking down with an amused look.

"Huh? What?" And then he looked down. He uses his hands to cover his crotch. "Ah fuck not again! Second time today. Why are you like this?!"

This got pseudo-Vi out of her daze like state. She started laughing. "Again?! Oh geez this is fantastic."

"It's not funny!"

"It's a little fun. Well, it's not little, but it's funny." Clem is very smug about her joke.

It took a moment for them both to get it, but they did. Pseudo-Vi started laughing. "Ha, penis joke!"

"I hate it here."

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After a rather hard situation, the two teens decided to go and do their jobs. Louis made Violet pinky promise to try and act like him. He pinky promised back to act like Violet, which she doesn't think he'd be able to do because he talks to people and she doesn't. So, it's just gonna be a bad time for everyone really.

Louis makes his way to the pig pen as Vi makes her way to the horse stable. Now don't ask me where they got a pen or a stable, we're just gonna go with that they built it, and leave it at that.

Louis makes his way to the gate, seeing Aasim and Willy already inside. He walks inside, the smell hitting him in his face like an airplane on crack.

"Oh my god, that's…..that's horrible."

"It's pig shit," Aasim, really not wanting to be there, grumbled out. "Of course it's horrible."

"I'm gonna throw up."

"Do you think we can make it into weapons?" Willy, who can't read the room, asked.

Aasim and pseudo-Vi both look at him. Because what the fuck? They should be used to the weird random questions he has, but this, this one was really out there.

"Willy, what the fuck?"

"What? Poop is flammable! That's perfect for bombs and other fire weapons, we could really use it."

"How the fuck do you even know that information?"

Willy shrugs at the question. "Books."

Aasim and pseudo-Vi look at each other before looking back at the younger boy. They are concerned about these books he's reading.

"We aren't using pig poop for weapons." Aasim is just going to nip that in the bud. Fuck that.

"But it can be useful!"

"It's shit. Literally. It's shit, it smells, we are not going to be around it for longer than necessary. Jsit start scooping it into the bags."

Willy pouts. He really wanted to use the poop for weapons of mass destruction. All the useful material is about to go to waste, or worse. Used as dirt for the greenhouse. The boy wants to cry at the loss. Aasim hands both Willy and pseudo-Vi a bag and shovel, and tells them to get to work. Don't worry he grabbed a bag and shovel himself. He's working too.

Louis, forgetting that he was actually supposed to be Violet, starts whistling a random tune. Full on whistle performance. Using the handle of the shovel as a mic. Going all out and shit, as he's shoveling shit. It's a literal shit show. Please laugh at that joke.

Once he was done playing for the crowd, Louis turned around to find more things to shovel, when he noticed Aasim and Willy staring at him with concerned looks. Louis was mid shovel, staring back.

"What? Oh god do I have shit on my face?"

"No, we're just wondering if you're OK."

"Yeah. Sure I got the smell of shit burned into my nose, but I'm alright. Why?"

"It's just that you're not acting like yourself. You're-"

Willy cut Aasim off. "You're being fucking weird, dude."

"William."

"Ah shit, full name. But I'm not wrong. She's acting weird. When have you ever seen her dance and whistle like that? That's right, never."

"You got me there." Aasim sighs at being wrong.

"Vi, are you possessed? Did a dancing demon get your body? Blink twice if yes."

Oh shit, Louis forgot to act like Violet. Which is tired. Now he's gotta dig his way out of the shit pile he got himself into. I just got a lot of poop jokes. They probably won't stop.

"Uh, it was….a dare." Louis wanted to cringe because they definitely won't believe that.

"A dare? From who," Aasim is suspicious, of course he is, he's suspicious of everything.

"....Louis."

"He would dare someone to act stupid," OK good, less suspicious, more accepting. "But why would you accept a dare from him?"

Louis really wants to strangle this man right now. How aboddut you just accept it as it is, and move on? Stop asking stupid questions. Now Louis has to figure out what Vi would like enough to accept a dare from him.

".......he said if I did it he'd take three of my night watches." That's…..that's something she likes, right? We better hope.

"Wait, so you just won three nights off?" Thank you Willy.

"Yep. I did."

"Why would he bet three night watches? That dumb even for him." Aasim questions because he's a nosy ass bitch.

"Because he didn't think I'd do it. But I did, so I win twice."

"Whatever you say. Let's just finish this up, I think I stepped in mud but I can't be sure."

Louis sighs in relief. He just totally saved that. He can be Violet anyday. Super easy peasy to be her. He just has to not whistle and dance in front of people. Yep, super easy.

Meanwhile, Violet finally makes her way to the horse stables. She almost trips because long ass legs are not something she's used to. She stumbles into the stables, almost running into Ruby.

"Whoa! Well, someone's excited to brush the horses." 

Violet was able to catch her balance and not bruise Louis' body. "Uh, yeah. Totally excited about that."

"Well jeez, could ya say it with a little more enthusiasm?" Ruby picked up the horse brushes and hands one to pseudo-Lou.

"I did. Had a smile and everything. I love horses."

"That was the most emotionless sentence I have ever heard you say. Are ya feelin' alright?"

Shit. Two minutes and she's already failed at being Louis. OK, time to fix this. 

"Would you believe me if I said this was for a bet?"

"A bet? With who."

"Violet?" Please don't ask questions Ruby. Just take it as it is. Don't be like your boyfriend and ask follow up questions.

"What is this so called bet even about?" Goddamn you, you redhead questioner. Spend less time with Aasim, you starting to get nosy.

"...that I can't go the whole day without joking and the only way o can do that is to have no emotions at all."

"....that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. But you do you I guess. As long as you brush the horses, I don't care."

And Violet does. She brushes the hair of the horses, petting and feeding them as she goes. Sure one almost kicked the piss out of her, but it didn't so it's fine. 

"Ruby?! Are you in here." Oh, it's AJ, wonder what he wants, Vi thinks as she continues to groom the horses.

"Yeah, what's up little man?"

"Clem said her leg stump is doing some weird throbbing thing and wants to know if its normal."

Oh, Clem's involved. Definitely have to get into this conversation. "What this I hear about Clementi-"

Violet was cut off by a jolt of pain coursing through her. She sinks to the ground, hands between her legs. AJ had just elbowed her, very very very hard. And god it hurts.

"Ah jeez."

"I'm so sorry, Louis! Lease don't tell Clem."

"......My pp."

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Once Violet was able to get up and walk again, she hobbled her way to a nearby bench to sit down and take a breather. She lets out a huff as she plops herself down, groaning because everything hurts. How does everybody part hurt from a hit to one little area? 

Violet takes this time to watch as Ruby ties, and sorta fails, to teach AJ how to brush the horses. He would either brush too hard or not hard enough causing the redhead to snicker each time. And then something weird happened.

See, while she was sitting back and watching the chaos, she heard a voice. It was a whisper, but she could tell it wasn't her own voice she had when she's thinking. And it was also very very mean. 

'They're probably laughing at you, you know.'

There's the voice again. Why was it so shitty?

'You know everyone sees you as a joke, why wouldn't they laugh at your pain too?' The voice continued. 'Everything you say and do is stupid. Including that girl you think is your girlfriend. No one cares, you should probably just stop trying.'

Why does that voice sound familiar to Violet? The whispery tone is making it hard to make out, but she knows that voice. But she doesn't know anyone that mean, ok well, she's kinda mean, but damn not like this.

"They all think you're stupid and annoying, and you really should just shut up and fade into the baclground. Not like anyone will notice."

The voice kept saying shit, horrible shit, but Vi ignored it for the time being. She had to get up and brush some goddamn horses now. She stands up and makes her way towards Ruby and AJ, when it hits her as to why the voice sounds familiar. 

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Louis was also hearing a voice that wasn't his own. Whispering mean things as he goes about doing the rest of the chores he needs to do. At first he thought he was just hearing things. You know how sometimes you think someone's calling your name, so you answer it, but no one was actually calling your name? Yeah, it's like that.

Louis looked around to see if anyone else could hear the whispering, but it was just him. He would've tuned it out, but the things it was saying were very hard to ignore.

'Look at you trying to be useful again. Why even try? Are you seriously trying to keep everyone around, knowing damn well they'll leave anyways?'

Louis was really taken aback by what the voice was saying that he had to pause the chore he was doing for a moment. Who would say something like that to someone? Why would anyone say this type of thing to someone?

'Everyone else has, what makes you think these guys won't too. You couldn't even keep your family together, what makes you think you can keep these guys?' The voice laughs somehow loudly in it's whispering tone. 'You can't. You can't, because no matter what people will leave you. Especially that girl you think loves you.'

Louis frowns. He doesn't like this voice. If it was a real person he'd probably snap at them for saying something horrible. He shakes his head, trying to go back to the chores he needs to do, when it hits him. That voice, he knows exactly who it is.

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Violet and Louis sat next to each other during their lunch eating time. They both wanted to bring up the voices they heard, but didn't want to make it seem like they were being nosy. Like how do you tell a person you kinda sorta just heard their personal brain bully speak some really bad shit about their best friend, without raising any eyebrows? 

"So, uh, how's your day been?" Oh god, not the awkward small talk, Louis you're better than that.

And Violet seems to agree because she's looking at him like he shaved her head bald. "Uh, it was alright. Got elbowed in the balls though."

"Ha, yeah, get used to that. Will not be a fun time."

"Dude, how often do you get hit in the balls?"

".....no comment."

Violet would push in that, but did she really want to know about that? The answer was no, no she did not. 

"Did anything weird happen to you? Like from the curse?"

"Nope. Not that I can think of. Did anything happen to you?"

"Nothing. So nothing happened to the both of us," Louis picks up a spoonful of food. "Good, good. That's good."

Ok, they definitely know the other one is lying, but once they are both awkward dummies, they just continue to eat their lunch as if nothing actually happened. Maybe it was just a one off thing, and it won't happen again. Yeah, they both had it in their minds that since it only happened once, it wasn't something that was concerning. And they didn't want to push the other person's boundaries with that type of thing. Yeah, staying silent is valid.