texts from last night (in deerington)

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TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

INSTRUCTIONS:

▶ Post a top level with a handful of randomly generated texts from TFLN (cw: very nsfw) AND/OR write texts that your character might have sent after a long night at the Hair of the Dog/down in the sinkholes/recovering from October etc. The more ridiculous and messy the better!

▶ Reply to other people's texts, assuming your character received one either through misfire or on purpose! They can be game canon or not, it's up to you (though they can't count for AC)!

▶ Have fun, stay chill, enjoy some silliness!

Comments

[howlett]

i don't like anything that complicates a good drink.

does it weigh a ton?

you know I can get Foley and fix it, right? at least enough to take the pain away.

[speed_of_snark]

It tastes good.

No, actually.

I'm not having Foley run out here every time it aches, that's asinine.

[howlett]

pomp and circumstance.

looks like he lifted it from the leeds industrial museum.

that's not what im sayin. you wouldn't have to do it more than once. we can fix it.

[speed_of_snark]

Fine.

Okay, it's not as sleek as I'd like, but it works really well.

Logan. It probably won't even work, I let it heal over too much during my Countess Bathory phase. And it could really hurt you two.

[howlett]

didn't you just tell me it hurts?

you don't know that.
the kid's brought people back from the dead. He can handle a leg.

[speed_of_snark]

Yes, because I'm getting used to it. It's achey because I've been practicing. That's no different than going to the gym.

I am aware of what he can do when he's not in Deerington. But even he expressed doubt about being able to fix this now.

Why are you doing this?

[howlett]

It's a little different, but sure.

I helped him unbreak some bones. He owes it to me to try.

Doing what?

[speed_of_snark]

How?

Owes it to you? Wasn't aware it was your leg.

Harping on me.

[howlett]

The same way physiotherapy and hittin the gym aren't exactly the same fuckin thing.

He owes me a favour is all I'm saying.

Fine. Yer on your own then.

[speed_of_snark]

Fine, it hurts because it's like physio.

I see.

Take that drink and shove it up your ass.

[howlett]

Spare me.
When someone offers you something, you don't to tell them what the fuck to do with it after you shoot'em down.

[speed_of_snark]

I didn't shoot you down. I was set to head over and then you pulled this shit.

[howlett]

yeah yeah. fuck me. whatever.

[speed_of_snark]

It's not my fault YOU'RE uncomfortable, Logan.

I'll keep my distance for your peace of mind.

[howlett]

sorry, what the fuck am I uncomfortable with? if you're gonna accuse me of something again I'd at least like to know what kind of asshole you've decided i am.

[speed_of_snark]

You've made it pretty clear you're not pleased by my trying to adapt to a missing fucking leg.

[howlett]

oh yeah?
news to me.

[speed_of_snark]

Goddammit Logan why are you doing this to me right now?

You act one way then pull a "oh I wasn't aware I was doing that" and I'm left feeling crazy.

[howlett]

you got my motives all figured you. you tell me.

i ain't out to do shit but give a damn.
and if that rubs you the wrong way. fine.
lemme do you a favour and give it fuckin rest.

[speed_of_snark]

I didn't want you to keep telling me we could perform an experiment that might result in hurting you and Foley, Logan. That's really not what I wanted. That hurts a hell of a lot more than my stupid stump.

[howlett]

whatever. it's your leg. do whatever you want.

[speed_of_snark]

Fine.

I'll be staying at the apartment tonight.

[howlett]

whatever makes you happy.

[speed_of_snark]

having a nice drink with my boyfriend was what I was hoping for, to be honest, but we can't always get what we want.

I'll let Kurt know so he doesn't worry.

[howlett]

there's more of those where this one came from.