"You have cheetos and music," Joe accused, walking along the beach, although he wasn't entirely sure Jim could hear him above the music. "I want cheetos and a..." He cocked his head. "What the hell is that thing?"
"Like the fucking trampoline," Joe said, giving a nod. He'd only taken a quick peek at it, deciding to go back and jump on it when no one would see him.
He didn't need to be asked twice. He switched off his iPod, stuffing it and the random objects he had pulled out back in it. He took care to wrap the iPod in his shirt - didn't want it to get scratched up.
"After you," he replied as he stood up, slinging the messenger bag over his shoulder. It fit just as he remembered it used to.
Joe stood and grinned, then set off toward the Compound. He was pretty sure it was around the back of the building. "You seriously never saw it? It's been here since before I got here."
"I think that jukebox is going to get smashed up one day," he mused. "I haven't had much problem with it - must be boring - but I've heard stories. The bookcase, however...we're not on friendly terms with each other."
"I already saw this kid, Toby, kicking it. Wasn't pretty."
He winced at the thought of the bookcase. "Whole mess of stuff, the thing that made me realize I'm a television character included. It also seems to like tossing sex books at me when I'm in public with people around me. While the people who know me find it hilarious, it sort of makes a bad first impression on the people who don't."
"All yours. You can have the bad romance novels too, though those are just hilarious. Actually, nevermind, I'll keep those. The ridiculous factor to them makes them fun to read outloud to people."
He hadn't seen one in a while, though. Disappointing, really.
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He sat up, looking interested. Now there was a form of mindless entertainment he would like to partake in.
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"No way. I'd be on that thing every day if I did. I haven't been on a trampoline in ages. That's awesome."
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"After you," he replied as he stood up, slinging the messenger bag over his shoulder. It fit just as he remembered it used to.
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He winced at the thought of the bookcase. "Whole mess of stuff, the thing that made me realize I'm a television character included. It also seems to like tossing sex books at me when I'm in public with people around me. While the people who know me find it hilarious, it sort of makes a bad first impression on the people who don't."
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He hadn't seen one in a while, though. Disappointing, really.
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