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finally give it to me, dick.

[combust]

I'm drunk and don't know where I am. There's a giant metal penguin if that helps.

you wanted it, you got it.

[unburying]

That doesn't really help. Are you hugging the penguin?

yasssss.

[combust]

How does hugging the penguin help me?

[ whatever, she's gonna do it. ]

Yes.

[unburying]

( oh god, he actually hadn't meant for her to do it but now he's trying not to laugh. good thing she can't see him. )

Is the penguin a good hugger?

[combust]

Much better than you.

[ she Knows you laughed, dick. ]

[unburying]

( hurtful. )

Why'd you drink enough that you're now hugging a penguin?

[combust]

Maybe I felt like it. Maybe I didn't want to remember everything I knew about Tamaran is gone.

[ that feels way too freaking depressing to her. ]

And you asked me if I was hugging the penguin. I felt like that was a dare.

gimme one of her boyfriends.

[manipulative]

Got any extra dick over there? I’m running low.

let's go with the wildcard

[heliophilous]

Extra what?

[manipulative]

I'll give you a picture in case it helps.

🍆

[heliophilous]

How are you running low? Thought you had a lot of admirers.

[manipulative]

I happen to be very picky. Not a lot of them burn very brightly enough for my tastes.

[heliophilous]

( burn very brightly. marcos is pretty sure she's used that phrasing intentionally. )

Didn't know that was a thing you were into.

boberto baeyes

[battleshipping]

hey so does this absolve me of the punishment for taking your jacket (which i DIDN'T ruin) to the dry cleaners or not?

[attached is a pic, Daisy wearing that ugly flower pattern sweater you picked - but not much else underneath. it's very tastefully buttoned up, give or take the first three buttons.]

[jinete]

( gabe's out tonight, hanging out with friends that robbie had quizzed him about before he'd left. gabe had rolled his eyes and brushed him off before leaving.

so, here was robbie, all alone, sitting in a chair and getting texts like this. )

you're getting there.
that's an ugly sweater.

[battleshipping]

yes, that was the agreement
ftr i still want to mention that i didn't dye your jacket so me doing this at all is just a symbol of how much i tolerate you
what else do i gotta do?

[jinete]

oh you tolerate me?
you should write poems, yo.

you got anything underneath that sweater?

[battleshipping]

yea, i tolerate you a fair amount

you never said anything about having to wear anything under it so
nope

[jinete]

( damn, okay. )

going above and beyond.
what an overachiever.

you gonna show me or what?

you know.

[battleshipping]

alright, hot shot, you send me something dirty

[incitatio]

( pietro's just going to take a page out of her book and send her a picture of his muddy shoes. )

if you want nudes, you're going to have to ask me.

[battleshipping]

[she has a bet with herself that he's all bark, no bite, so.]

send me some nudes

[incitatio]

( if she thinks he's going to be shy and demure, she has another thing coming.

he's exactly the type of shithead to take his dick out just to snap a picture and send it onto her with a laugh.

go hard or go home. )

[battleshipping]

[i mean if you're going to work up an appetite, there's a few other things she could have coming.

and this is received with a loud "huh" in an empty room.]

plural

[incitatio]

very demanding of you.

( but he is unashamed which means she'll get a picture of him without his shirt. be grateful that he doesn't pose. )