I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts.

[jamesmadrox]

You have enough of, well, you running around, you're bound to have felt pretty much every feeling there is for feeling. Not among my favourites? Uselessness. Restlessness. Gunning the gas in neutral. Yeah. That. The one I've been feeling for, oh, weeks now. The one that doesn't look like it's going anywhere.Jamie had decided to give the glorified

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[making_choices]

Tony had managed to convince Veronica to loan him the basketball. Okay, he'd almost failed, but in the end, saying he wanted to get Jamie out of his misery and playing ball seemed a good way to do it seemed to win.

So it was rather convenient that Jamie was already at the hoop when Tony got there. "You know. I was just about to go looking for you."

[making_choices]

"There's always gravel when you fall like that." Tony let the ball bounce a couple times before scooping it up again. "Twelve: Trip over your shoelaces?"

[jamesmadrox]

"Thirteen: freak rainstorm."

[making_choices]

"Freak Rainstorm? That's lame, doesn't count." Tony shook his head in amusement, making another basket.

[jamesmadrox]

"Fourteen," said Jamie, "you could not like my brilliant idea of a freak rainstorm."

[making_choices]

"Oho, it's the threats now? We've already moved onto threats, I'm impressed. I thought that was three dates away, at least." Tony looked hurt, or well, mock-hurt anyway. "Fifteen, lightning could strike you."

[jamesmadrox]

"Sixteen, we could actually be dating," said Jamie with a smirk.

[making_choices]

"Hey! Plenty of girls on this island would be very happy to date me, thank you very much." He grinned, "Seventeen, you could ignore the ball, I could swoop on it, and then pummel you with with it."

[jamesmadrox]

"Plenty of men, too," pointed out Jamie.

[making_choices]

Okay. Not quite where he'd been going with that. Tony scooped the ball and made a chest pass to Jamie. "Yeah, well I think they're outta luck. Your shot."

He wasn't flustered. Not one bit.

[jamesmadrox]

Definite closet case.

Jamie laughed as he caught the ball. "You should stay away from the water, then," he advised, taking an easy shot at the basket after he'd bounced the ball a couple of times.

[making_choices]

He really needed people to stop thinking he was gay. Seriously. "So people keep telling me," he said dryly, watching the ball go in, and letting it bounce toward him. "Weren't we nineteen?"

[jamesmadrox]

"Eighteen, actually," said Jamie, still laughing. "The jukebox could magically show up here and blast bad 70's porn music at you."

Not that there's good 70's porn music.

[making_choices]

"There's good seventies porn music?" Tony looked amused, dribbling the ball a couple steps. "Nineteen, the island could change our clothes into bad 70's pimp duds."

[jamesmadrox]

I am suddenly very glad that I pretty much wore only the one outfit for all of the seventies.

"Twenty: we could get turned into bad seventies pimps."

[making_choices]

Tony laughed at that. "I think I'd make a great seventies pimp."

"Twenty one: The women on this island could turn into basketball hating amazons and attack us."