tfln.

[hanswolo]

you know what to do.

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4.

[sinistral]

If she's asking you, probably the first. She would've asked me for the second.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

No one would suspect me.

But I think she would have murdered him herself if that was really the case.

[sinistral]

Yeah but you still can't lie worth shit.

True.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

That used to be a compliment.

I just became her alibi didn't I

Or is it scapegoat

[sinistral]

Suppose it still is, but I’m not gonna make your life that easy.

Both. It’s both.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

Well, at least I'll have that one constant to lean on.

Guess I have no choice but to take care of him.

[sinistral]

Can’t rock your world too much. Your poor heart might not be able to handle it, birthday boy.

Good luck. Or good hunting, whichever.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

My poor heart could use the excitement, according to some.

At this rate I'll need the luck more, it's a miracle he's still alive as is.

[sinistral]

Oh? Anything I can do to oblige?

If you need a hand, lemme know. I’ve got a lot of experience in pulling someone out of a fight, just saying.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

I'm not about to give you ideas, you do well enough on your own.

Even you might have your work cut out for you with this one.

[Good thing no one in this scenario ever wanted a boring life, huh?]

[sinistral]

"Get creative." Got it.

Worse than I had with watching your ass?

[This is why they’re besties, after all.]

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

I'm going to regret this, aren't I.

Well it's still my ass, but now there's his, too.

[He's not laughing, honest.]

[sinistral]

As much as you regretted the Cyclone.

Double trouble. Lucky me.

[He secretly loves it.]

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

More. You couldn't take video on your phone, then.

S'okay, I've got this under control.

[sinistral]

Isn’t technology wonderful?

And I’ve got your six. That’s not gonna change.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

That's one word for it.

No one else I'd trust more.

[sinistral]

You seemed pretty happy about it when you took those pictures of me sleeping on the couch.

It’s mutual.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

I'm not UNhappy about it.

I needed proof you actually sleep. Your hair was just a bonus.

[He's not ignoring that last text so much as he has no idea how to translate an emotional-shoulder-grab-hug-thing into text. This is why he'd rather just talk to people.]

[sinistral]

Payback’s a bitch, Rogers. Or at least I think that’s what they’re saying these days.

Of course I sleep. I’m only a quarter artificial parts you know.

[It’s okay. He can sense it anyway, because they’ve always had that connection, closer than brothers, closer than blood.]

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

Yeah, yeah, back in the day I think we just called it friendship.

Proof wasn't for me. Got $20 and burger for it, so I owe you.

[sinistral]

We still can, you know.

Asshole. Who'd you show it to? I need to know who I'm threatening into silence.

[prettyspryforanoldguy]

Good. I'd hate to have to start calling you my bitch instead of my friend.

I'm sure you'll figure out on your own. Gonna let me buy you a slice with your half?

[sinistral]

Thanks. I am so not ready for all the connotations that’d come with being called your bitch.

Great.

[Does eye rolling translate through text message?]

Shouldn’t I be buying for your birthday?