Let's be honest
Context: Our team’s halfling monk (Orivan) held a candle for my character, a halfling bard (Ava). I’d been dropping subtle hints the entire campaign that it wasn’t going to work out. The party just found a nice pair of boots on a dead body.
Warlock: Hey, these look nice! I bet they’re good for dancing in *puts them on, does a jig*
Orivan: Maybe I should wear them then! They could help me when I dance with Ava
Ava: Uh, nah. That’s not gonna happen
~Later, in battle~
Ava: Who wants some inspiration?
Orivan: Oh! I do!
Ava: Well, alright! A limerick for you.
You know that I don’t like to be rudes,
So I’ll put it a way that’s not crudes:
If you’re looking to dance
You don’t have a chance
Coz Ava’s just not into dudes.
Orivan: I don’t feel very inspired :(
Ava: Too bad, you’ve got inspiration