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[Loki is up at a ridiculous early hour. He hurries to post a message on the corkboard and after that he hurries back into his room to rummage through his stuff and not wake Thor. When it is about sleepovers of a most epic kind Loki needs to come prepared, of course. He figures there might be blankets and a pillow so at least he does not have to drag that all through town.

He picks out some books, some clothes, grabs the notebook where he hid that weird note he has scribbled that one time he cannot remember. He is humming a song to distract him from the fact that he is more confused than anything right now. He has not been able to speak to Leah after their visit to the spa. He has been quite successful in avoiding her, actually, especially since the effect of the chocolates did not fade like they should. Still, sometimes he still peeked out of the window at nights to see if she was sitting there like she always did. Habits never really die easily, after all.

And that is where this epic sleepover comes in! And feel free to bump into him as he is running up and down floor five, making a mess of the kitchen or being far too loud during the morning.]

[Well, Loki arrives at House 44 quite on time. He's holding a bag filled with books and another bag with clothes. Really, the god of mischief is not one for many luggage.]

Hello! Hello! Hello! I have come for the great sleepover!

[He is waving to anyone who might spot him standing underneath a window or in front of the door. And of course he'll knock the door a couple of times for emphasis.]

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Dearest land of Luceti,

Since the great feast of Valentine has passed us I think it is an excellent time to assess eachother's experiences during this great feast. Have you been able to achieve great love through my excellent advices? Have you been able to make out with the tongues? Or did you even got the time to rut? After all, the feast of Valentines is an excellent opportunity for such acts of pleasure.

Dr. L. Laufeyson is once again open for all your remarks, suggestions, questions, assumptions, ideas, thoughts, opinions, feelings, views, presumptions, analyses, stories, could be's and should be's.

I am most interested in your stories and I shall answer all your questions just as accurate as I have done before, yes?

All the best in the Nine Realms and the like,

L. Laufeyson

PS: Is there anyone else still suffering from the effects from these chocolate treats? I am still rather eager to engage in the act of hugging. :-/

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Well, Loki, you shouldn't believe everything that these films tell you. Love in action is much more complex than what you see on the movie screen. I dare say that until you experience it... or perhaps, even after you experience it, you will still have some trouble comprehending it.

[What Storm writes is definitely a true thing. Not the thing about the movies, though.]

I see...

Could it be that you love someone but you do not know it is love? Because there are a lot of Midgardian movies about females not discovering they actually like their best male friend more than being friends.

And that male friend is going to marry another woman and the female friend feels torn and desperate. So she confesses her love for him at the wedding ceremony.

Most awkward.

[rather than answer his first questions, Ororo just chuckles.]

Indeed. But I believe I have seen that one. My Best Friend's Wedding, with Julia Roberts, yes? My sister took me to see it with her, it's a very... entertaining movie.

And that does happen to be the case, sometimes; it takes some time to discover the true nature of your feelings. Sometimes you can be friends for years before you realize that your feelings for them have evolved.

[Ororo pauses, mid-stroke, surprised at what she was writing. Hmm.]

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[Loki has to think very deep about this. Feelings. Feelings evolving. He always feels too much and he always tries to understand them the best he can and use them when problematic situations arise.]

Well, it involved a wedding. And a quirky blonde maiden. And one with a large smile.

You are referring to how the feelings that come from a friendship evolve into feelings towards love, right? That you want to become friends, but with naked benefits.

[But he doesn't want to be naked friends with benefits with Leah! He values the couple of kind words she is able to spare, her presence by his side but...not that.]

[Oh, Loki. You are such a challenge. How to handle this delicately, hmm...]

Those are some of the benefits, yes. But they are not the only ones. Sometimes you just want to spend time with that person. You value what they have to say, but at the same time, even just sharing a quiet moment with them is enough to make you happy.

I see. And now I have to apply this to the friendship I have with my bff, yes? And if they overlap it might be love.

Because I am very fond of spending time with her. Also silent time. Well, her words...that might be problematic. They can be rather cruel.

It might be. Perhaps not even now, but maybe some time in the future.
And I'm sorry to hear that. But not everyone means what they say. After all, actions often speak louder than words, Loki.

I have to think about this.

[To love her? As in love love? But what would it mean to do so?

No...actually Loki does not want to think about that.]

Leah of Hel can be quite convincing when it comes to her opinion about me.

We kissed because of the curse...the shift, as they call it, not because of love. I cannot love her. That would be preposterous.

Would it really?

Love comes in many forms, Loki. It does not have to be the kind where you like kissing her. It can be, someday. But for now, would it not be enough to be love her as a dear friend?

[No, he did not love love her. It is not about kissing and similar couple-y things. What he values is her being his friend. The only one in all the Nine Realms. The only one who understood him and who he could trust.]

That has always been enough.

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