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"I selfishly dragged out into a mudhole and now I'm flinging mud at you," Rosen stated simply, "I don't get how you like me."

Long still didn't say anything, it would probably take some more encouragement to get any answer out of him.

Rosen moved closer, "I've been complaining to you pretty much since I met you," he continued, "Dragging you around, ordering you to do stuff. I'm naturally selfish in everything and my only good trait is my beauty - which is now covered in mud. How can you like me?"

After a few more moments Long replied quietly as he drew with his finger in the mud, "You... forgave me without expecting anything in return... when you're not grumpy, you try to make me happy. I don't know who I am, but you still seem to believe in me anyway..." He shrugged a bit.

Rosen blinked a few times then gagged, "I do not!" he exclaimed pouncing on Long and attempting to give him a noogie, "How dare you describe me in such gross flowery language!" he declared but Long could tell he wasn't displeased.

Long managed to defend himself a little, but didn't stop Rosen. "What did you want me to say?" Long wined a little. "That I could still see your abs through the mud?"

Rosen paused, glancing down and flexing his abs a bit. When he was satisfied that he could still see them he looked back at Long, "I guess I'll forgive you since you're girly anyway. I suppose it's natural for you to talk girly."

Long didn't reply, still not looking at Rosen.

"What?" Rosen asked moving his head to try and get in Long's line of sight.

Long turned away a bit more, still embarrassed.

"I get that you've never allowed yourself to be attracted to guys before," Rosen stated, "I guess I'm a little overwhelming, being so handsome and all," he sighed a bit before patting Long on the head.

Long remained silent.

"C'mon, I'm covered in mud and look ridiculous," Rosen complained, "Why are you avoiding me?"

After a moment, Long shrugged a little.

Rosen muttered something under his breath before sighing, "Whatever then, be a party pooper like usual," and turned away from him.

So Long continued to be a party pooper. But at least he didn't try to leave right away.