22nd

[orangetoughguy]

Sorry I ran out on you guys like that, but I'm back again so hit me with your best shot.

[ooc: Just no spoilers for the ending please!]

Comments

[wantmetoshoot]

From the back, the front, or we going for the fucking head?

[orangetoughguy]

I could make a moneyshot joke here.

[wantmetoshoot]

It's your ass on the line, make all the jokes you want.

[orangetoughguy]

Why?

[wantmetoshoot]

Why what?

Why's it your ass? Cause it's not mine.

Why run a joke? Cause I like laughing and you're fucking clown?

Why's this milkshake taste like shit? Do I look like God? The fuck do I gotta have all the answers for?

[orangetoughguy]

Whoa hey okay big guy all I asked was why, you don't have to get fucking existential on me.

[wantmetoshoot]

That it? All bark and no bite, Mr. Orange? Seems a guy spends enough quality time with Mr. White, he learns to keep his head down.

[orangetoughguy]

Fuck you Blonde what's your problem.

[wantmetoshoot]

Four years ago, I had a fucking problem. This is relaxation.

Except for the alarms. Don't like no alarms. Remind me of early school day wake up calls.

[orangetoughguy]

You went to school?

[wantmetoshoot]

Thought they spat me out of hell full grown?

Yeah, I went to school. Second grade, punched some holes in, stuffed some glitter on it, got a crafts award. They gave me a little shit of a star badge, Mr. Orange, you got a star for me?

[orangetoughguy]

Sorry I graduated high school.

[wantmetoshoot]

So did I. They didn't give me a fucking star for that.

[orangetoughguy]

If you want one from me you could say please.

[wantmetoshoot]

You any good with scissors?

[orangetoughguy]

I'm pretty handy sure.