oh, the dregs of high school

[canonarails]

WHO: canonarails  and outspeeds 
WHERE: Mikoto's MAC Bro Pad
WHEN: Forward-dated to uh Saturday
WARNINGS: Tsundere displays of violence
SUMMARY: Brotimes turns into Awkwardtimes.
FORMAT: ROW ROW FIGHT THE POWER and by that I mean quicklog

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[outspeeds]

[ Bart, on the other hand, thinks nothing of all this. He's just glad to have a good friend with so many common interests!

-- The zapping and unpredictable violence aside, of course.

Right now, he's lying on the floor with his two hands clutching the controller. LET'S SAY THIS GAME IS A FIGHTING ONE. He's trying his best not to use his speed SO THEY'RE PRETTY EVENLY MATCHED NOW.

Then, he remembers something that he wanted to ask her. Eyes still on the screen, he types his messages on the sideline. ]

Oh, yeah. Was gonna ask you something.

[canonarails]

[She honestly wishes she could be as simple-minded as he is sometimes. At least she wouldn't be half as stressed out as she is much of the time.

Mikoto's busily mashing buttons and doing loop-de-loops on her joystick, dodging and blocking Bart's attacks on-screen. AND IF HE DID USE HIS SUPER-SPEED SHE WOULD KILL HIM BECAUSE THAT PLAYTENDO ZII COST A LOT OF HARD-EARNED MONEY THAT SHE SAVED.

Her eyes are also strictly focused on the screen, but she, too, manages to type out with one hand:]

...Ah? Oh, yeah? What do you need?

[outspeeds]

[ His eyes dart to the side for a millisecond, and that's all he needs to read her message.

He takes just about the same amount of time to type a new one, too. ]

You saw those posters all over school, right? [ The ones promoting the Prom! ]

[canonarails]

[Mikoto narrowly counters an attack of his, furiously mashing buttons, and only taking a moment to skim over his message.]

The prom, I know. What about it?