[Static. The picture is still coming into focus, but you can hear the drumming of long nails. Finally a woman comes into clarity,
cigarette still clenched between her red lips in concentration as she fiddles with the volume on the PCD. Once satisfied she backs off, leaning into the camera like the juiciest confessional.]
No, wait. Don't tell me. [
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[Yes, he looks about twelve years old. Why do you ask?]
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So, don't take this the wrong way, but have your balls dropped yet? [Gestures vaguely at him with her cigarette.] I need to know what product I'm selling here.
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Nah. See, I've got this friend. And I think he'd enjoy the break from everything, yknow?
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[Or humiliate him. Which is much more likely and equally as entertaining.]
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[ooc: No this is not a repeat of that one Youko Kurama/Kurapica fic WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT]
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