We get you down from that tree, grab some slushies, and take a joyride for the rest of the day. Sound good?
[Joyride (noun): 1) potentially innuendo; 2) Floch will literally take Sunny far from the Arlert (& co.) residence for dicking around with maximum freedom; 3) said dicking around may or may not involve definition 1.]
[Look at him being extra courteous today; it’s Yelena pit stop time. AKA, beep horn, throw gun at doorstep, wait to ensure it actually goes inside with her, take off. The “BRB” isn’t even necessary, really.]
Right. After slushies, you’re only good for warming my seat, right?
Actually
Not even that
[Within 5 minutes, he will in fact pull up as close as humanly (if not legally) possible to the tree Sunny’s stuck in. The ladder of questionable stability is hauled out of the trunk (which has been open this whole time, unable to close around the tossed-in metallic monstrosity), and plopped against the trunk.]
[Floch makes a token effort at holding it steady. It’s a little short for where Sunny is. Boyfriend Supreme just stands there.]
[Floch digs the ladder into the ground a little more, actually tests it against the tree, then hauls his own ass up. Not quite to the top rung, which would make this easiest, but enough to be in Sunny’s reach. It’s not that he doesn’t care about Sunny enough to go all the way; it’s that Floch comes first and if he’s gonna break his ass it won’t be from the top. hueh.]
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[Mm, delicious ego stroke.]
You’re a good dude, Sunny.
We get you down from that tree, grab some slushies, and take a joyride for the rest of the day. Sound good?
[Joyride (noun): 1) potentially innuendo; 2) Floch will literally take Sunny far from the Arlert (& co.) residence for dicking around with maximum freedom; 3) said dicking around may or may not involve definition 1.]
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yes
just
not "good"
turn off
ha ha
[They're learning!]
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Now that is what we talkin about
Let’s goooo
BRB
[Look at him being extra courteous today; it’s Yelena pit stop time. AKA, beep horn, throw gun at doorstep, wait to ensure it actually goes inside with her, take off. The “BRB” isn’t even necessary, really.]
Right. After slushies, you’re only good for warming my seat, right?
Actually
Not even that
nsfw here down
[Is that hot?]
i hope
u mean lap
well, since you warned—
Yeah, lap
Cockwarm me while I drive
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yes sir
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You won’t make the trip
One speedbump and it’s over for you
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in a tree before
[Focus.]
ill hold on
ill try
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You can’t fall before I get there
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[He meant stable. Now it sounds like he's saying that if he falls out of the tree he'll be fine. Bounce, maybe.]
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That hard already? 😏
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i meant
but yes
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K. Keep that up until I get there too LOL
Hell, you’re not on the property, right? I’ll pick you up from the tree and we’ll just keep going
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have a ladder
right?
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Don’t worry about it
[…]
How high are you?
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i only took
like
2 dabs
[Why not a third? He grabs the Penjamin.]
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r u fkn srs rn
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[...
[THE TREE--]
oh
too high to jump
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Do Not Jump
Don’t even think about it, babe. Be there in 5.
[Think about all the speeding laws he’s breaking instead—]
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dont kill anyone
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No promises
[If it’s any consolation, he’ll get there without a police light on his tail or blood on the tires.]
Where exactly are you? Arlert house? Neighbor?
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[Not the Arlert residence, thank the devil.]
Make it 1
[Within 5 minutes, he will in fact pull up as close as humanly (if not legally) possible to the tree Sunny’s stuck in. The ladder of questionable stability is hauled out of the trunk (which has been open this whole time, unable to close around the tossed-in metallic monstrosity), and plopped against the trunk.]
[Floch makes a token effort at holding it steady. It’s a little short for where Sunny is. Boyfriend Supreme just stands there.]
Hey, babe. Whenever you’re ready.
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[It's a long way down...]
I...can't reach. [He probably could, but he doesn't want to fall.]
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[Sigh.]
Hold on.
[Floch digs the ladder into the ground a little more, actually tests it against the tree, then hauls his own ass up. Not quite to the top rung, which would make this easiest, but enough to be in Sunny’s reach. It’s not that he doesn’t care about Sunny enough to go all the way; it’s that Floch comes first and if he’s gonna break his ass it won’t be from the top.
hueh.]That better?
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I guess he can have decent boyfriend hours after all??
it's the sunny effect
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