Meme, darling, light of my life... is Livejournal... working? I'm not sure. I hope it's working again. I am crossing my fingers. Literally. It's hard to type like this though so I'm going to uncross them, but hopefully that will not hurt the luck. But, anyway... how was your week so far? Mine has been pretty good. I got a package in the mail I've
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[takes off his shirt and folds it up, precisely, before sitting in the sand beside it]
[tries to light a smoke]
[damn it's hot, where is he]
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[wait - ]
What the fuck.
[....where'd they go]
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[looking very unhappy]
[and very]
[very]
[sunburnt]
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[where are they]
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'Land? The hell are you looking for?
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Oh, you.
[he'll ask later. more important matters]
My smokes. Got any?
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[nods in the general direction of a canvas beach bag half-buried in the sand]
While yer at it, get one for me too, and-
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[god]
[damn]
[lights up his first smoke in a day and savors that fucker]
Havin' fun, Den?
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NO.
[a small bottle of very un-used sunscreen falls out of the bag thanks to Ned's rooting and rolls just within reach]
[if his hands weren't stuck in the sand, anyway]
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[and blows smoke in it]
Look a little burnt, there. Want me to fix you up?
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[the pain that one small action brings]
[that smoke is way too hot and oh jesus fuck is his skin peeling off oh shit oh shit it must be there is no other explanation fuck shit dicks piss fuck--]
You dickface, [cough] quit smokin' my damn cigarettes for two seconds and get me outta here!
[shakes his head madly, trying to clear the air]
At least put somma that sunscreen on my face! I'm dying here, man! Right in front of your face! Ya think you can live with that on your conscious?!
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Maybe that'll shut you up for two fuckin' seconds.
[grabs the sunscreen]
Sure thing. [slathers it crudely over denmark's face while laughing to himself] Better, princess?
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[he is going to do so many terrible things to you as soon as his hands are free]
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