Boone puts up his arms and yells out at Lester, exasperated. "The point? That IS the point!" He crosses his arms over his chest and gives him a slightly disgusted look. "Besides. I don't like the way you talk about her. It grosses me." Lester holds his paw in an "L" shape over his forehead. "Yeah, yeah. If that's the way yer gonna be about it, you can forget abouddit. No cuddles? No car." Boone strikes (what he thinks is) a sexy pose. "Huh. Is that all? Just cuddles? You could've asked ME." He grins, pointing to himself. "Unlike Echo, I don't really care about losing my dignity. And I'm a better cuddler, too." He flexes his giant biceps. "I mean, LOOK! I got huggin' arms!" Lester laughs out loud, finding Boone hysterical. "HAHAHA! Yer serious?! I'm lookin' for quality offers, Lunchmeat. Not a consolation prize!!!"
Book 2.38: Consolation Prize
- October 14th, 2024
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