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the rules

If this is going to work --- or I should say, if you want to make this as easy on me as possible --- we need some ground rules.

1. No giving me that look.
2. No, make that, no looking in my direction with those liquid-chocolate eyes, at all.
3. No smiling, for sure. Certainly no glowing. 3a. If you smile by accident, and I melt, please put me in a bucket.
4. Let's make this simple, wear a paper bag over your head.
5. I've got it; we can cut some eye-holes in a sheet and you can just wear that over your whole body.
6. Sheets are thin. Better, a blanket. And forget the eye-holes.
7. Distance: at least one meter at all times. Touching is out of the question. Now that I think about it, make that three meters.
8. We'll have to do something about your deliciously distracting scent... I suppose I can wear a clothes-pin on my nose. Or just stop breathing, which comes naturally in your presence anyways.
9. Now your voice. How good is your sign language?
10. No, that would require me to concentrate on your delicate hands. How about writing notes?
11. Notes are good. Now we can stay in different rooms and communicate by passing notes under the door.
12. But then your handwriting would remind me of you. Let's use tapping instead; Morse code.
13. As long as there's a door between us, let's make it a meter-thick, solid steel one with the lock welded shut. Just to be safe.
14. (In progress)