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[hardlydead]

So am I throwing darts at your face or not?

[ is he joking? maybe! ]

[outerfringe]

I mean. If that's what you look for in a guy.

[Sign him up?]

[hardlydead]

You've already got plenty of what I look for.

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You can't put me in your phone as Flower and then say shit like that, man, come on.

[hardlydead]

Hey you brought Flower into this, not me.

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Because you say stuff like that!

[hardlydead]

Yeah because it's the truth.

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How did it take me so long to figure out how fucking sweet you are.

[hardlydead]

Shut up, don't turn this around on me.

[ he's not sweet!! go away! ]

[outerfringe]

What? You're adorable. I had no idea for so long.

[hardlydead]

[ ... maybe if he leans into it jeff will stop ]

You know what, yeah I am. I'm fucking lovely.

[outerfringe]

[Optimist.]

You are. I'm glad you let me see it. :)

[hardlydead]

[ shit. what now. ]

Changed my mind, I'm gonna throw you in the campfire.

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Love to see you try.

[hardlydead]

I've thrown bigger men than you around.

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I'm even sturdier than I look, you know.

[hardlydead]

We'll see about that.

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I'm not feeding you bread when you throw your back out.

[hardlydead]

Alright Johansen, where are you?

[outerfringe]

About ten feet from where I woke up.

[hardlydead]

[ david doesn't reply. he's assuming where jeff woke up is where david left him, so maybe five minutes later here he is. walking over and looking serious about it too. ]

[outerfringe]

[Jeff hasn't moved far, but he has, apparently, found his Christmas sweater. He's stretched out in a sitting position, phone in his lap.]

Keep five feet away, King.

[hardlydead]

[ he very deliberately takes a large step forward. ]

Why?

[ he has important lifting to do! ]

[outerfringe]

Still too hungover.

[Maybe if he shoots an extra pitiful look David's way...]

[hardlydead]

[ there's a definite sense of ugh to the way david's shoulders sag, but it's probably for the best if he doesn't try and throw jeff into the campfire. he sighs and walks the rest of the way over and puts himself on the ground next to jeff, sits first and then lays on his back. ]

C'mere.

[ he nudges jeff's leg with the back of his hand. ]