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WHAT texting misfires
WHERE all the heck over
WHEN 92

[ it sure is convenient just getting a cell phone handed to you when you move in, right? modern technology is great. a bunch of you have probably made some attempt to learn how the thing works (if you didn't know already) and have made all sorts of friends you keep in touch with, so the sound of an incoming text message shouldn't be all that surprising... except a quick glance shows it's from a number you don't recognize at all. huh?!

as for the people who haven't bothered messing with it at all... well, sucks to be you! those of you in that category had better learn at least how to silence it, and fast. there are a lot of texts coming in, for some reason... ]

((LET'S HAVE SOME GOOD OL' WHOLESOME TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT SHENANIGANS FRIENDS. grab texts wholesale from the website, edit them, come up with your own, it's all good. feel free to put up multiple options too? follow your heart ♥))

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Praised exactly enough! Or maybe . . . not enough?

This is a trap.

Oh nooo.

[twining two of the free ribbons around his hands, leaning forward towards Mikk]

Are you coming up?

I'd look like a gangly baby gazelle that got its legs caught in a net, probably.

Granted, that's the normal first stage. And then you fall and get bruises.

[slowly spins]

[he laughs]

I wouldn't . . . mind trying to learn? I'm not sure if I'm strong enough.

We can work on developing your core more first. Without doing any dancing, how do you feel about climbing?

Tentatively curious?

Do you think you could climb a little way? Be honest.

[he strips off his outer sweater in answer, jokingly flexing]

Right now?

If you want to come up here and kiss me.

. . .

[sinks down to his knees, blushing]

Oof. Not with you making my arms and legs all wobbly.

Oh! No, that won't let you climb at all.

[does upside-down splits, ribbons wrapped around his legs]

Maybe I'll just stay down here and jack off. See how long you last like that.

That's an odd way to appreciate art.

[drops his shirt on him when did that even come off]

[muffled]

IS IT THOUGH

Very shocking. [stretches his arms out over his head]

You haven't seen worse?

[pulling the shirt off his head, looking up at him, eyeraking]

I mean, I'm not going to lie.

[he laughs, standing up and eying the ribbons thoughtfully. he gets a good grip, tentatively pulling himself up a few inches and . . . spinning around, slowly, holding on]

This isn't faiiiir.

Isn't it? You seem to be enjoying it. Still, don't do anything that feels unsafe.

I'm not worried about wounding my body, only my pride.

Don't have your pride hurt if you don't do perfectly at something the first time you do it, all right? [swings a little]

[he laughs]

I guess . . . ♥