oo5. I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that.

[ticktocktavi]

Comments

Nico.

[agoldenchain]

Hormone-addled pre-teen or skulking old man, do you reckon?

Rick.

[ticktocktavi]

Your guess is as good as mine, mate. I'd hope that anyone that's got it bad for yours truly would know better than send me love anonymously.

Did you survive the day?

Nico.

[agoldenchain]

Hopefully you haven't crushed the heart of some poor curry-loving sod, love.

More or less. More little pink cards than I know what to do with, less proper excuses for turning in yesterday's coursework than I'd like.

Rick.

[ticktocktavi]

Crush, moi? Never. Besides, I've more good qualities than the best curry this side of anywhere, thanks.

Sounds like you're whining, Mr. Jones. Perhaps you've crushed some studious little hearts yourself.

Nico.

[agoldenchain]

I believe it's in my best interest to keep mum on that subject.

I'll whinge as I please, Mads. I'm a man, you know; men of my age can't be expected to act our age. I've only a few precious years of tomfoolery left before I'm veritably old.

Rick.

[ticktocktavi]

Oh, you wouldn't keep your mouth shut on my account, I hope. Wink wink, &c.

I'd agree with you if I thought you were anything bloody close to immature, love. Tomfoolery, right.