Your name is Calliope, but everyone calls you Callie, and you love your partners.


You love your modest house, tucked away in one of the corners of the carapacian kingdom. You love the just-slightly cramped confines of a living space shared between just a few too many people. You love the way Aradia gets up at the crack of dawn every morning, excited for the promise of a new day and a new adventure, some of which she manages to drag the rest of y’all on. You love how Sollux and you both can sit in a gentle quiet in the now-combined computer and craft room, working endlessly on your projects, and how good he is at getting to the root of whatever storytelling problem you can throw at him. You love how boundlessly empathetic Roxy is, how they seem to feed on the energy of their assorted partners and how eager they are to learn about different ways of being and try them on. You love how Aradia still hasn’t gotten the hang of cooking for three different palates when she tries and fails to make breakfast, and you all just end up eating different kinds of cereal. You love how Sollux gets in his moods and needs to be coerced into self-care at the expense of a coding binge sesh. You love how Roxy needs reassurance and doesn’t always know how to ask for it. Your name is Callie, and you love your partners.