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[detonator]

Wow, who knew you were so fuckin' sweet? Nothin' like the sound of laggy fuckin' banjos on a slowass HP brick to make make you all ~*~nostalgic~*~, ah? Yeah, I'll put it in my back pocket with yer kisses, sunshine. What'd I ever do to deserve you?

Yo, fuck you. Fuck yer friend, too. When you got somethin' in mind that that ain't bustin' me up, call me back, right?

Comments

[nonvolatile]

Garbage chute? If you thought I was just going to let that one go, you're much more basic than I originally thought.

[detonator]

What, I can't exaggerate? I meant a hole. Promise.

[nonvolatile]

We aren't even properly acquainted yet and you're already wishing me into compromising and uncomfortable positions. I hope this isn't jealousy. [Griiiiiiiiiiin.] It would be a shame if I fell into that hole before having the privilege of hearing one of your little vocal quirks.

[detonator]

Nah, I've heard enough through the grapevine, I know you you batshit. [ NOT EVEN ASHAMED HIS QUIRKS ARE WHO HE IS GO AWAY ]

[nonvolatile]

And still functioning perfectly. You're lying to yourself if you believe you're any saner than I am. Why go through the grapevine when you can get your information directly?

[detonator]

Gosh, maybe cuz I ain't ain't stupid enough to get within arm's reach like some of us, huh?

[nonvolatile]

[Wow. WOW NO. HEY. WOW.] I promise I'd be gentle.

[detonator]

Shyeah, and I'd gently put a charge in that pretty head.

[nonvolatile]

Just one? I'm insulted. [And taking one experimental step forward to see what happens.] I don't just take, you know. I can give, too. A transfer works both ways.

[detonator]

[ No gun yet. YET! ] I already got all I need.

[nonvolatile]

Are you sure? Really sure? How can you be sure if you don't know what you're missing?

[Another step.]

[detonator]

[ Hand on gun! 8| Gurl. ] Cuz I'm full full up and content, chica, so how 'bout you find that hole, huh?

[nonvolatile]

[Okay, not moving. Just gonna hold her arms out.] Only if you hug me goodbye.

[detonator]

Real real cute. Fuck off.

[singit]

Sounds like you're having some problems with your mundane, huh? Need some help with that?

[detonator]

I got got it handled, sweetthing. Howsabout a raincheck?

[singit]

Works for me if you've got it under control. Don't let the mun get all up in your space, yeah? Else I'll have to put on the big girl boots and, uh, and save your ass. [ kid dreams big, what can she say ]

[detonator]

Like my ass needs needs savin'. I'm un-fuckin-damselable. [ this is a lie. ] I can take some skidmark makin' shit droidjokes, you just just keep yer boots planted.

[singit]

You sure 'bout that. I've been working hard, I have! Cola's taught me a trick or two. [ overachiever alert!! ] I'm jus' saying if you need a breather I'm here for ya.

[detonator]

Cola. I got a feelin' yer yer not exactly the kid I know. No shade, just facts.

[singit]

Hah... Got that one right.

'S been a few years. Had to- had to grow up eventually, y'know?