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Posts by πππ«π«π² ππππ’π§π§π’π¬.
I mean- how do I ask-?
[It seems he's putting as much thought into this as she is. Usually, he's more sarcastic with things like this.]
Got a sky transponder?
... Oh, right.
The sky is real.
Think the sky'll drop down some keys to a Ferrari?
[Crossing his arms. Staring more intently.]
So, does that mean the sky has feelings?
... If it's awake, maybe it's prone to having some higher level of intelligence as well.
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[Looking at the sky.]
... Huh. Guess it is awake.
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What I have been doing recently is diving into Death headfirst.
I'm at the side of the road, bleeding out. You think my parents would laugh or gasp in horror up there?
π²: sometimes, ignorance is bliss.
π²: don't get all sad boy on me
White chicks?
π²: I hate you
And don't eat her soup either. It sucks.
π²: only on Saturdays. lucky for a time traveler like me, every day is Saturday.
π²: I fly, actually
π²: says you're into buttstuff too
π²: I'll swing by with a burger. you like pickles?
Terry is typing...
π²: of course you do
π²: forgot how delightful of a person you are
He missed that snort.
Terry closed an eye.
"Sweet, but not too sweet. I know what my girl likes."
A grin.
"... Missed you too, Ives."
π²: you might be a worse texter than cass
Sending him a text.
π²: π
His fingers laced between hers, squeezing right back. Terry took a moment to look over her. Up and down.
"Heard something about distance once. About how it makes the heart grow fonder."
His eyes half-closed.
"What do you think?"
Terry's cheeks dimpled. He reached over for her hand, and kissed her on the cheek.
"Haven't heard that one before."
Offering her the cup, smiling slightly to himself. Always did like hearing her get excited.
It's not that special. Just comes in a fancier cup.
Better. He's got future coffee.