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shellshocks
2020-05-02 09:21 am (UTC)
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you're gonna make me cry. i taught you well.
a significant one?
like, if we were on the field, i've got about three klicks on you. that kind of head start.
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he's only moderately tipsy.
]
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leaders
2020-05-02 03:21 pm (UTC)
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don't. your face swells up when you do and becomes infinitely less attractive.
[there's a compliment there......... somewhere]
fine, i'll get started
just promise me this isn't going to turn into a sentimental trip down memory lane
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shellshocks
2020-05-03 12:16 am (UTC)
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calls my face attractive, yet won't give it kisses.
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make it make sense, cloud.
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no reminiscing, then? might be for the best. my sense of judgment decreases dramatically whenever alcohol is involved.
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in fact, that's when he regales with some of his most embarrassing stories, a few of which definitely involve cloud.
]
want me to meet you somewhere?
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2020-05-03 00:16 (UTC)
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leaders
2020-05-03 04:40 am (UTC)
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you can do way better than me
[oof.
but if he's being honest with himself... would he really hate hearing some of those stories? he purses his lips. yeah, probably. or so he reinforces internally.]
hill outside of town?
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cloud.
you're gonna make me cry. i taught you well.
a significant one?
like, if we were on the field, i've got about three klicks on you. that kind of head start.
[ he's only moderately tipsy. ]
no subject
[there's a compliment there......... somewhere]
fine, i'll get started
just promise me this isn't going to turn into a sentimental trip down memory lane
no subject
[ make it make sense, cloud. ]
no reminiscing, then? might be for the best. my sense of judgment decreases dramatically whenever alcohol is involved.
[ in fact, that's when he regales with some of his most embarrassing stories, a few of which definitely involve cloud. ]
want me to meet you somewhere?
no subject
[oof.
but if he's being honest with himself... would he really hate hearing some of those stories? he purses his lips. yeah, probably. or so he reinforces internally.]
hill outside of town?