Hypotenuse

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Alexithymiaa: (I LOVE HIS SHIRT)
Tsaaq: ((YAAAASSS TY))
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan sat on the milk crate bench, his pack of cigarettes resting on the wood beside him with a cigarette fixed between his fingers. He brought it up to his mouth, taking a long drag off of it before lowering his hand down into his lap as he blew out a stream of smoke from his lips. He looked down into the smoking cigarette in his hand, bringing it back up to his mouth for one last drag before flicking the butt across the floor and beginning to reach for another one in his pack.-
Tsaaq: He banged on his wheel along with the music playing on his lambo’s speakers. Remy turned into the lot of the warehouse, almost hitting one of the hobos. “Shit! Sorry!” He called out as he got out of the car and went into the building. His brows furrowed at the sight of Bryan and he instinctively went to stand in front of him. “Hey buddy.” Remy said in a high voice. “Whatcha doing here all by your lonesome? You okay?” He continued to inquire. “You wanna smoke a cigarette? Let’s some a cigarette together.” Remy sat beside him and pulled out his pack, patting the bottom on of it as he looked at Bryan.
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : -Bryan's eyes followed Remy slowly, raising his brows when he caught Remy's tone of voice. He stuck his cigarette between his lips, grabbing his lighter from the bench to ignite the end. "You can stay if you stop making thata fuckin' voice..."-
Tsaaq: “I was trying to be comforting but fuck it.” Remy shrugged his shoulders and flipped the carton open to retrieve a cigarette then pulled out his matches. Striking it until it ignited. “Reporters are still around promenade and shit trying to get interviews. I saw them on my way to taking my final. It’s kinda gross…” He said awkwardly as he lit the end of his cig and fanned the match until the flame left.
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan nodded his head absently, taking a drag from his cigarette before pulling it away from his lips, the smoke escaping as he spoke. "Yeah... don't fuckin' talk to them. They're not getting anything out there that isn't already out there."-
Tsaaq: He shrugged his shoulders then finally took a pull from his cigarette. Remy let it settle in his lungs for a moment then exhaled it from his nose while tenting his fingers. “I wouldn’t anyways. It’s kinda crass.” He said in a low voice. “But hey, at least the semester is almost over?” Remy raised his brow as he tried to gauge Bryan’s reaction.
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan slowly turned his head to look at Remy, his eyes locking over his face. "Really, dude? That's really what you're going with right now?"-
Tsaaq: Remy’s eyes squeezed shut as he shook his head. “Yeah that was retarded. I don’t fucking know, I’m bad at this.” He grumbled in agreement.
Alexithymiaa: -He brought the cigarette back up to his lips, pinching it there. "Bad at what? No one told you to comment on it. Shit happened... it's over... the end." He pulled the cigarette from his mouth, letting the smoke trail out.-
Tsaaq: “I mean yeah but at the same time, everybody is all fucked up.” He leaned forward to take another drag. “it’s like, a catch twenty two. But I’ll shut up and act like everything is normal if you want?” He blew the smoke from the corner of his mouth before speaking then turned to face him. “Okay here I go, oh man. I finally screwed Harper and it was cool because she was eighteen.”
Alexithymiaa: -He scoffed loudly, taking one last drag of his cigarette before flicking the butt aat the floor. "Why? That fuckin' bitch is annoying as fuck."-
Tsaaq: Remy furrowed his brows. “Pussy doesn’t have a face or a personality, what’s wrong with you?” He asked him and tapped the ash off his cig. He tilted his head and kept his brows low while thinking. “Holy shit, I’m hypocrite.” Remy whispered then guided his cigarette to his lips and slowly inhaled it.
Alexithymiaa: (BAHAHAHAHAHA)
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan furrowed his brows, grabbing his pack as he pulled out another cigarette. "What the fuck are you talking about? No one wants to fuck an annoying bitch."-
Tsaaq: “No, shut up Bryan! The point! You missed it. Don’t you get it?” He asked him angrily. “I’m pissed off at Justin for fucking my little sister cause for shallow reasons.” Remy shrugged his shoulders. “I do the same fucking thing all the time! On multiple occasions! Sure Harper seems like a nice broad but do I like her? No.” Remy sputtered.
Alexithymiaa: "So? Justins a fuckface, no one likes him. Stop worrying about the morality of the shit and just fuckin' do it." He fiddled with the cigarette between his fingers, rolling his eyes. "Why do you even care?"-
Tsaaq: Remy furrowed his brows. “Okay but you have to admit I am like the president of the hypocrites club, half of the chicks I screw are barely legal. And because he fucked my sister and made her cry… Indirectly, but it still happened. Then he came to me begging for forgiveness like he didn’t fuck my sister! SEVERAL TIMES!” Remy continued to rant. He stopped talking as he stared at Bryan. “No one likes him? Aren’t you being a little obtuse?” He asked as he tossed his cigarette away.
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : "Yeah dude, kind of. Didn't you fuck his barely legal sister multiple fuckin' times? Sounds pretty fuckin' hypocritical to me." He grabbed for his lighter again, pushing the cigarette up to his mouth as he lit the end. "And no, not really. Everyone fuckin' hates him. Even his own fuckin' chick hates him now. Didn't you hear about all the shit at that blue dance thing?"-
Tsaaq: “Okay everyone needs to stop bringing that shit up. I did it the first time because I didn’t want to make her cry and all the other times I don’t really know why I did it because drugs but, it was totally different. At least I let her call me her boyfriend and shit. Fuck Justin, he was just using Hayley.” He groaned. He nodded his head at Bryan’s question. “Yeah Cadence told me immediately afterward. If Bry hates him why were they running at each other and shit yesterday?” He asked with a raised brow.
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan rolled his eyes, taking another drag off his cigarette as he tipped his head back to blow his stream of smoke toward the ceiling. "I don't know... near death experiences make people look for other people and fuck, that bitch doesn't have anyone else to go to anyway cause no one likes her dumb ass either."-
Tsaaq: Remy kept his eyes on Bryan then frowned a bit. “Here’s my issue. I want to listen to you, right? But you sound incredibly biased and that’s the problem I’m having right now.” He said with a raise of his brows. “It’s like, halfway insightful and agreeable and halfway cantankerous… it’s like listening to my grandad if he hated everything.”
Alexithymiaa: "So what if I'm biased? My opinion has no reflection on the truth. Just because you don't believe that shit doesn't make it a fallacy."
Tsaaq: “I didn’t say I didn’t believe you, I’m just a little skeptical. Skepticism is healthy.” Remy said with a raise of his hands. “I mean, I hate Justin but I don’t hate-hate him. And Brylie is okay she’s just not hot so I don’t care about her existence…” He trailed off.
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : (haahahahahah Remy what)
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan narrowed his eyes on Remy's face. "Dude... seriously? Do you not have not hot chick friends?"-
Tsaaq: Remy opened his mouth to answered then paused. “Huh…” He muttered then tried to think. “Let me think of all of the broads who are my friends… I don’t think I’m friends with any girl who I haven’t been attracted for at least three days… I don’t think I’m friends with average girls… They’re kind of just there, like furniture.” He answered.
Alexithymiaa: -He smirked, leaning over to rest his elbows on his knees as he took a drag from his cigarette. "Point. But you can't win 'em all."-
Tsaaq: “Does that make me a fucked up person?” He asked with a squint of his eyes. “You know what? I’m gonna try and make friends with a girl just to be friends with her and not because I want to screw her at some point. It’ll be a learning experience.”
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan stared straight ahead of him, thinking for a moment before turning to look at Remy. "...aren't you friends with Aubrey?"-
Tsaaq: Remy’s eyes widened as he tried to remain cavalier. “I mean, I knew her way before you knew her and she was pretty hot back then not that she’s not hot now just not hot-hot, like I wouldn’t try to fuck her or anything. Not that she isn’t totally fuckable cause she is well not for me to fuck for you to fuck. I wouldn’t fuck her, not because she’s not hot cause she is.” He started to ramble as he stared at Bryan nervously.
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan casually brought his cigarette back up to his lips, keeping his eyes locked on Remy's face. "So basically what you're saying is she's not as hot as she used to be? Because fuck that and fuck you. If anything she's hotter since we hooked up."-
Tsaaq: “No no no! She’s totally hot, she’s extremely hot. I’ve always thought so.” Remy replied defensively to Bryan. “I would fuck her on the spot if given the chance and not like regular sex like gross, deplorable, shameful sex…”Remy groaned at himself. ”Aw shit what am I saying?” He whispered and put his head in his hands.
Alexithymiaa: "I don't know, but somehow you haven't put your foot in your mouth where it rightfully belongs." He exhaled smoke, staring straight ahead of him. "So that means shut the fuck up now."-
Tsaaq: Remy lifted his head and gave him a curt nod. “Yeah uh- no problem.” He said awkwardly, darting his eyes for a moment. “But that shit would be so nasty…” He whispered to himself and smirked.
Alexithymiaa: "What the fuck would be so nasty?" He rolled his cigarette between his fingers, looking down at it.-
Tsaaq: ((AHAHA))
Tsaaq: “Nothing, uhhh I was just thinking about how gross it would be to have…” Remy stammered and shrugged. “Nothing.” He said after not being able to think of anything.
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Tsaaq: ((That's hilarious.))
Alexithymiaa: "Uhuh... it's funny how you fuckin' think I don't know what the fuck you meant you son of a bitch..." He brought the butt of his cigarette up to his lips for a drag before flicking hs fingers out and tossing it across the room.-
Tsaaq: Remy’s eyes widened once more. “I wasn’t saying anything. I swear on my Bubby’s life.” He raised his hand to Bryan and took out his cigarette box. “Chill, okay?”
Musik: -Aubrey pulled her car into the parking lot, and killing the engine. She sat there for a minute closing her eyes. She took a deep breath before pushing the door open and stepping out. She turned and pushed the door closed gently after locking the door. She shoved the keys into her pockets and walked up to the door, pulling it open and stepping inside, turning and pulling it closed softly. She swallowed har and turned around to look around, spotting Remy and Bryan. She walked over to where they were, crossing her arms over her chest.- "Hey guys."
Alexithymiaa: "I'm chill." He grabbe for his pack of cigarettes, turning them in his hands a few times before opening the top to pull out yet another cigarette. His eyes lifted to look at Aubrey as she came inside, tapping the end of his cigarette against the box. "Hey."-
Tsaaq: He frowned widely while tapping the bottom on his pack as well. “You’re not acting chill, well… Now you are.” Remy muttered, the pitch in his voice raising agin. His eyes raised at the sight of Aubrey. He chuckle a bit then waved. “Heeeeeey.” Remy said awkwardly.
Musik: -She sat down next to Bryan, crossing one leg over the other.- "What're you guys talking about?"
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Alexithymiaa: -He brought the cigarette up to his lips, holding it there as he grabbed for the lighter and lit his next smoke as he shrugged. "Just... dude shit. You wouldn't care..."-
Covet: [....these two with their shirts....]
Tsaaq: ((LMAO))
Tsaaq: Remy darted his eyes for a moment. “Yeahhh, guy stuff.” He murmured and put his cigarette between his lips. “So much guy stuff, balls, sports, ummm power tools?” He went on in a monotone. “I mean like, sports balls not like, guy balls. No home, just in case…”
Musik: (Remy...)
Tsaaq: ((FUCK AUTOCORRECT))
Tsaaq: ((NO HOMO*))
Musik: -She nodded dropping her eyes down to her hands in her lap as she leaned against the wall.- "You two talking about power tools? I don't see it. -Sports- balls, I see it." -She chewed on her cheek, picking at her nailpolish.-
Covet: -Cadence pulled up in the empty lot next to Shipwreck, and got out of her vehicle, walking into the warehouse building. She coughed a bit and waved her arm around, seeing all the smoke- Jesus, I'd be impressed if this was pot smoke...but good god guys. -walking up to the group she sat down on a flipped over crate- Hey Aubrey, Bryan. -she gave them both a wave, then looked at Remy- Balls? what coversation did I walk in on?
Alexithymiaa: "Hey fuck you, I'm sick as fuck with power tools." He pulled his cigarette out of his mouth, blowing smoke in her face. "I'll just take your fuckin' car back." He nodded his head in Cadence's direction as she came in. "Shortstack's friend."-
Tsaaq: “That’s because my penis is a power tool. So I don’t about it much in public.” He said trying not to laugh and lit his cigarette and held it between his fingers. “Finally, you’re here.” Remy said to Cadence. “We were talking about like, sports balls not balls-balls. Just to clarify.” He winked.
Musik: -She squinted her eyes when he blew the smoke in her face, waving it away.- "Stop it you dick." -She looked up to Cadence, sending her a wave.- "Hey." -She dropped her hand back down to her lap, continuing to pick at her nailpolish.-
Tsaaq: ((*TALK ABOUT UGHHH))
Covet: Right, just like you are talking about Powertools and not penises. -she nodded, giving him a slight smirk. Reaching into her pocket to pull out her silver case with a handful of joints, taking one and offering the rest out to them- Yeah...twenty minutes with fuckboy being all me me me about the situation yesterday...I'd much rather be here. Than dwellilng over the what if's....
Musik: (Shoulda killed him.....)
Tsaaq: ((LMAO))
Covet: [I like Bliss's earlier suggestion. Next time shoot him in the dick.]
Musik: (UGH YES. DUDE. TAKE AWAY HIS MANGINA!)
Covet: [AHAHAHA XD]
Musik: (i'm terrible)
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : -Bryan rolled his eyes, slinging his arm around Aubrey's shoulders he put the cigarette back into his mouth, taking a drag. "You're still fuckin' talking to that asswipe after he fucked whatshertits and shit? That shit was all over squawks and confessions."-
Covet: [No no...spot on]
Covet: God no, he wanted to see me and make sure I was okay, when in all actuality he wanted to boo hoo to me about how he's such a hero and he'd be lost without me and that he fucked up...-she rolled her eyes taking a long pull off the joint- Yet the stupid fuck can't even take a flesh wound... You don't get to tell me how much you'd feel bad if I was gone, when you couldn't even be there in the aftermath...It's his fucking fault I was even targeted at all. I hate him. -she huffed and pulled the joint back to her lips to take another big hit-
Covet: {FUCK ACCIDENT!]
Tsaaq: ((It's okay! xD You butt))
Covet: [I got excited...D:]
Tsaaq: He looked to her joints and shook his head. “No thanks, I have a statistics final tomorrow.” Remy said. “Oh my god… He is such a tool. You didn’t tell me all that shit last night, I would’ve twisted the bullet in his arm.” He trailed off with a roll of his eyes. “It doesn’t matter that he fucked Harp because apparently her dick appetite was unsatisfied.” He said before taking a pull from his cigarette.
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : (HER DICK APPETITE)
Musik: (HAHAHAHHA)
Musik: "Oh my god.. Remy did you.." -She scooted closer to Bryan when he put his arm around her, looking over to Remy before dropping her eyes back down to her nails.- "Good god, man what is wrong with you."
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan cracked up, pulling the cigarette from his lips as he blew smoke downward toward his lap. "Hey, dick appetites is a thing. Gotta satisfy that shit. Some chicks are insatiable. Especially with a fuckin' douche nugget like Chris."-
Covet: Hey, I can't blame Harper for going to Remy...at least he waited until she wasn't a minor. -she looked over at Remy.- As if we didn't know this was fact? How many times have I come to you to get my "o" after letting him try? I can't even count the orgasms I've faked on hands and toes.-she looked down shaking her head.- I hate getting so wrapped up with him...I hate that I let myself get that stupid...it was only supposed to be a game to dick over Aspyn in the beginning.
Tsaaq: He shut his head and gritted his teeth. “Uhhh, I did and I wasn’t gentle.” Remy answered Aubrey then blew the smoke from his mouth. “But just like she said, I waited and you already knew I was going to.” He raised a brow at her then turned to Cadence. “Stop it Cay, you’re making me get a big head. And no that’s not a double entendre… Okay it’s a little of a double entendre.” He said jokingly.
Covet: [I just facepalmed so loud....]
Tsaaq: ((<3))
Musik: "Okay yes he waited till she was legal, unlike Chris. Which what the fuck? I didn't think he was THAT stupid. I gave him too much credit apparently." -She rolled her eyes picking the nailpolish off her thumbnail completely, moving onto the next finger.- "I don't want to hear about how not gentle you were with my step-sister." -She said monotoned staring hard down at her hands.-
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan moved his hand, swatting it between Aubrey's. "Stop." He brought the cigarette back up to his mouth, pinching it between his lips. "You really didn't think he was that fuckin' stupid? Look at him. Just fuckin' look at him."-
Covet: -Cadence smirked at Remy's comment and shook her head, laughing-....You guys don't even know the half of it....He wants to be the hero so fucking bad, but he doesn't get that being a Hero isn't about the fame and glory, it's about Selflessness. That fuckboy is so full of himself, he wouldn't know how to save a house cat in a tree, without making sure he looked good doing it. At least Harper figured it out sooner rather than later.
Tsaaq: Remy tried to not laugh. “Look, we haven’t seen her in a few days for a reason.” He inhaled his cigarette with a smirk that quickly faded. “Oh my god, what the fuck is his problem? Did he not get enough praise when he was a child or something like what the hell? All that selfish bullshit does is put everybody else in danger, especially in situations like yesterday.”
Musik: -She frowned folding her hands in her lap, scrunching her nose hearing Remy.- "She's hopefully studying.. Like a good little kid... Yeah that's probably not happening." -She looked up to Cadence, shaking her head.- "Please tell me you've kicked him in the dick before? Or whatever dick he has.. Because apparently it's barely there."
Alexithymiaa: "Even insinuating that fuckface has a dick is insulting to dudes with actual dicks." He laughed as the smoke spilled from his lips, lifting his hand to rustle his unkempt hair. "I don't know how any of you fuckin' deal with his shit. The moment I met him fuckin... almost two years ago I hated that stupid fucker."-
Covet: -Cadence coughed as she inhaled, hearing Remy's comment.- I've been an abusive bitch to him before. I don't hesitate when he pisses me off, there's no point...he'll drive you to that point regardless if you are around him enough. It's not like it even does any good. -Cadence looked at Bryan- I'm pretty sure Harper and I can both attest that he has a dick...It just represents his mentality, His penis says, mentally he's twelve, if we're being generous.
Tsaaq: “I don’t think I like him either but I like, spit on him. So I went there. I was gangster as fuck in freshman year. Remember that guys?” Remy smiled to himself and nodded his head. He pursed his lips so the smoke from his last drag could vacate his mouth. “So if he’s mentally twelve does that mean he has a twelve year old penis or are you just saying- never mind. Don’t go to him for sex like ever, I’ll take care of you.”
Musik: -She shook her head.- "I barely know him and I don't like him. I've heard enough stories about him to know that I should probably just hate him." -She looked back down her hands, picking at her nailpolish again.-
Alexithymiaa: "Remy, remember when I said you should stop talking? I didn't just mean about that specific topic. You should probably stop talking about a lot of things." He took one last drag off his cigarette before letting it drop to the floor, slapping his shoe over the top of it.-
Covet: So hardcore you were, biological warfare. -she shook her head again.- Remy..No...shush...that's not what you were supposed to take out of that. -Laughing she continued.- But I'll take you up on that offer. -Taking another pull of the joint she nodded- Don't worry, you lucked out with this asshole, You don't need anymore in your life. -she smirked flipping Bryan shit.-
Tsaaq: Remy furrowed his brows at Bryan then laughed in HIS FACE. “I have an idea, how about you stop talking instead?” He retorted, tapping the ash off his cig to accentuate this statement. “I feel like every time Chris sees me or hears about me? The Twisted Nerve music plays and he has flashbacks of me spitting on him like in Kill Bill.” He snickered.
Musik: -She looked at Cadence, laughing softly before looking to Bryan, then dropping her eyes back down to her nails.- "Yeah but he's not like a terrible asshole all the time like Chris apparently is."
Alexithymiaa: "I'm the best kind of asshole. The funny useful kind." He smirked, grabbing for his pack of cigarettes as he looked inside, pulling out the last one. "Fuck... I just bought these..."-
Covet: -Cadence pointed to Remy- Oh my God...it totally does! He has some stupid vendetta against you, if I so much as bring up your name he gets all pissy. Needless to say I do it often. -she looked over at Bryan- That's what you get for trying to give the homeless population of Portland lung cancer all night.
Tsaaq: “Looks like you fucked up.” He taunted as he glanced at Bryan’s empty carton then at his own half full one. “It’s funny that Chris thinks I actually give a shit.” Remy smirked as he tossed his cigarette butt away.
Musik: -She lifted her eyes looking at Bryan's carton, raising her brow as she lifted her hand to push her hair out of her face.- "That's what he gets for trying to give himself lung cancer.." -She looked up at Bryan, scrunching her nose.- "You're gonna smell like an ashtray. You're showering before we go to bed."
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan grumbled, slumping down against the wall behind him as he stuck the cigarette in his mouth, mumbling. "You smell like an ashtray..." He lit the end of the cigarette, tossing his lighter down beside him before pulling it away from his mouth. "If I want lung cancer, I'll get lung cancer. I think I'm entitled to a few fuckin' cigarettes to chill the fuck out after last night."-
Covet: A few...what's your definition of a few? -she asked him, raising her eyebrow- I think I'm going to need a shower when I get home, so everything else doesn't smell like an ashtray....-she said wrinkling her nose, looking over at Remy- Does anyone...give a shit about him? Would it be horrible of me, If I said I was a bit sad they missed?
Tsaaq: Remy furrowed his brows, looking between Aubrey and Cadence. “Wait, if Bryan’s getting lung cancer am I gonna get lung cancer too?” He asked with wide eyes. “No right? That’s just him, those are just Bryan problems. Not Remy problems.” He motioned his hand to Bryan then turned Cadence. “Well I mean, he’s annoying but I was just hoping he’d go to another school or something not die, he really needs to take off his captain-save-a-hoe cape. Like, nobody is impressed because you’re disingenuous…”
Alexithymiaa: (REMY WHAT)
Covet: [XD]
Covet: [I think finals are getting to him...XD]
Tsaaq: ((XD))
Musik: "You're right, I probably do." -She laughed softly looking at Bryan. She frowned a little nodding her head.- "You can smoke all you want.." -She patted him on the leg before dropping her hands back into her lap, picking at her nailpolish again till it was all basically chipped off.-
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : -His eyes shifted around each face before pulling the cigarette from his mouth and scraping it along the wood of the bench. "A few. As in... a few. I don't know. Shut up." He stuck the barely smoked cigarette back into the back, closing it up and pushing to his feet. "I'm going home to fuckin' drink and smoke in the comfort of my own hom ewith no pants on."-
Covet: -Cadence looked at Remy- I don't even know what that word even means...-turning her head to Bryan.- Thanks for that image....Just what I wanted to end my night with....-she wrinkled her nose at him, still flipping him shit-
Tsaaq: “Sweeeeeet.” He whispered in a deep voice he reached to give Aubrey a high but lowered his hand awkwardly. “Yeah you do that. God knows I’m not interested in you being pant less. So goodnight.” He crossed his hands over his chest. “Disingenuous it’s like, you’re fake person and you’re insincere or whatever… I know it’s weird I don’t usually use words. I don’t know who I am anymore…” He trailed off. “Let me put a better picture in your head to fall asleep to huh?” He said playfully to her.
Musik: -She lifted her hand to point to herself as she heard Remy's comment.- "Okay but God knows I'm interested in him being pantless." -She dropped her hand back down to her lap looking up at Bryan.- "Want me to come over?"
AlexithymiaaAlexithymiaa : -He smirked, tucking the pack into his back pocket. "Fuck yeah you're interested in me being pantless..." He started for the door, stopping a few feet away as he turned to look at her. "Uh... I said I was going to be pantless. Why wouldn't you be coming over?"-
Covet: It's not a bad thing, I've just never seen this side of you, It's...intriguing...You can give me as many images as you have inches over Chris.-she told him with a smirk before laughing, listening to them- Well since we've all officially mentally scared eachother with images we don't need, I think it's safe to call it a night.
Tsaaq: “Oh my god I didn’t want to hear any of that…” Remy said loudly with a clap of his hands. “Can you guys go now so this can stop being awkward?” He asked as he looked at the two of them. Remy shook his head then slouched on the wood plank bench…thingie. “This side of me? Shit I’ll say more words if you need me to” He chuckled “…Hypotenuse.” Remy raised a brow at Cadence and tried to speak sensually.
Musik: "Good point." -She nodded to him and pushed up from the bench, looking back at Remy as she walked over towards Bryan.- "Only awkward for you two. Bye guys." -She sent them a small wave and moved passed Bryan to the door, pulling it open and stepping outside.-
Alexithymiaa: -Bryan scoffed loudly at Cadence and Remy before following Aubrey outside, pulling his keys from his back pocket to unlock the doors. "I'll meet you." He made his way over to his car, jerking open the driver's side door and dropping in behind the wheel. He stuck the key in the ignition and pulled the door closed, shifting the car into first gear and easing off the clutch before pulling off, sending a spray of gravel in his wake.-
Covet: Not awkward, just not...desireable....-she looked at Remy- Did you just try to use a math word...math words will not get me in the mood...Mathwords will make me want to strangle you. -She got up and moved over next to him looking at him- Tell me another one...that isn't math related.
Tsaaq: He shook his head and waved lazily at Aubrey. “Oh okay, I guess my brain is all up in the maths from studying… Okay give me a second.” He cleared his throat and smoothed his hair back before slowly looking to Cadence. “Erroneous.” Remy whispered in a deep voice.
Musik: -She nodded to him, watching him drive off. She blew out a breath and pulled her keys out, shoving them into the door to unlock it. She climbed into her car and started up the engine, pulling out of the parking lot following behind him.-
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Covet: -She watched him biting her lip as he prepared and delivered the line. Taking a deep breath she nodded- That one got a better response...We'll work on it.. -she told him.- Do you wanna come home with me again? I mean...I've got a big bead and it gets awefully cold and lonely at night...Cats don't count. -she held up a finger-
Tsaaq: “Yeah. I’d like that.” Remy said in response with a smile coating his lips. “I’ve seen your bed, it is pretty big. I’ll stick around and keep you warm.” He snickered a little. “Hey I’m getting used to those things, the cats I mean… I’m still pretty sure they exist only to troll me but they’re growing on me.”
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Covet: Good there is hope for you yet then...-she grinned as she got up- Don't feel bad, they troll everyone. They're bigger assholes then their owners, as hard as that may be to believe. -she looked at him and gave him a smile- Meet you back at my place then? We can race to see who can get undressed and under the covers the fastest. -she grinned- Loser goes down on the other?
Tsaaq: He got up and walked backwards towards the door. “Yeah I’ll drive over there like a madman.” Remy returned the smile with a shrug of his shoulders and pulled out his keys. “Going down on you is the consolation prize?” He asked slyly with a raised brow. “I think we’re going to have to redefine the word loser because that doesn’t sound bad, I like making you all loud and shit.” He laughed as he walked into the lot towards his lambo. “Doesn’t mean I won’t try to win anyways.” Remy called out as he pulled open his driver side door.
Covet: This is why you are better than Chris could ever imagine in his wildest dreams. It's not even a chore to you. -she smirked and got into her vehicle, looking over at him- See you back at the bat cave. -she closed the door and turned over the engine, driving off towards her place.-
Covet: [and with that, I'm bowing out and saying good game and goodnight.]
Tsaaq: ((NIGHT!))
Tsaaq: ((:D))