tfln

[gutties]

That's not really a thing that happens, is it?

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[blastedass]

I'LL KICK IT IN MY SLEEP!

[Which defeats the warning about waking him up, but you know, hey.

After midnight.]

[ohihateyou]

If you're trying to tell me you dream about my ass, you don't need to beat around the bush about it.

[blastedass]

How the fuck did your brain reach that stupid conclusion?

Oh right, you're drunk.

[ohihateyou]

How the hell else do you plan on kicking my ass in your sleep?

[blastedass]

Awesome reflexes.

[ohihateyou]

If you're asleep, I wouldn't even be waking you up.
This really is just all about you being obsessed with my ass.

[blastedass]

LIKE HELL IT IS!!
KICK YOUR OWN ASS AND DIE!!

[ohihateyou]

Now you sound drunk.

[blastedass]

I'M COMPLETELY SOBER!!

[ohihateyou]

Ugh, still?

[blastedass]

The fuck do you mean "still"? Alcohol tastes disgusting.

[ohihateyou]

You taste disgusting.

[blastedass]

You had your tongue halfway down my throat last night.

[ohihateyou]

Well, how else would I know?

[blastedass]

Cause you would've taken it out the second you put it in. Not gone further.

[ohihateyou]

Hey. I'm not a quitter.

[blastedass]

As if. I taste good and you know it.

[ohihateyou]

You're right.

[blastedass]

[ Someone's past drunk. Someone's hammered. ]

You probably taste like a vineyard right now.

[ohihateyou]

[ Only a little! ]

I taste fucking delicious. As usual.

[blastedass]

[ Enough to compliment him, exasperatedly yell at him, and simply agree with him... in one conversation. It's concerning. ]

You taste like lard.

[ohihateyou]

[ Things happen when your only other option is to actually get up and go get water. ]

Of all the things to find delicious... I knew you were weird, but damn.

[blastedass]

[Poor thing. What's a boy to do?]

Then you've never tasted something made with it from someone who can actually cook.

[ohihateyou]

Obviously I meant uncookied.

[ohihateyou]

uncooked.