While my attention first and foremost belonged to the prize of my earlier exploits, my lack of headphones on this excursion made certain a surprisingly familiar voice was noticed. I couldn’t explain the impulse I acted on, but before I knew it I was already in the process of—
« Shaking off that slightly reality-bending thought, Flick found himself caught off guard by the last comment made. ”Listen homie… I’m gay, but I’m not into that, okay? Let’s just be friends, ‘aight?”
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Blissfully unaware of the logic-breaking effect my antics and even presence were having, the combination of Flicker’s disappointed expression and comment drew a shit-eating grin to my features. I really wasn’t aware of how much I looked like a fucking gremlin, was I? “I guess—
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—I’ll just eat this jar of shoplifted gay all by myself then.” To prove my point, one of the vinegar-saturated vegetables was retrieved, only half finishing it before blurting out yet another outlandish comment. “You got a knife on you?”
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