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[shadowglitter]

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[shadowglitter]

Friends don't block friends???????????????????????????????????????

This is a terrible present.

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[knaval]

NOT AS TERRIBLE AS U TELLIN ME ABOUT UR GROSS SEX
im going to the clocktower im going nowhere near that den of GROSS

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[shadowglitter]

I mean, OK, but we've definitely boned there, too.

But then I guess there used to be this guy who could make lightning happen and he blew up part of the roof.
So I guess it's been purified?
I shouldn't be talking about dick when you're giving me free things.
I'Ll MeET YoU tHeRE

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[knaval]

odin i need u 2 kno
i support this union. i relly do
but if u keep tellin me about that i will actually throw you into space


im not goin there im gonna wait 100 yards away from it
ull see me

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[shadowglitter]

See, but I want to be thrown into space. That isn't a worthwhile threat for me.
Meat parts! Haha. Hahaha.

Okay, ugh, hold on, I'm coming.
I say "I'm coming", but I'm literally just inside the tower literally right now as we literally speak to each other. Battling the constant and crushing urge to maybe just stay in bed for another five minutes?
The only thing getting me out of the warm, safe coccoon woven around me through the kiss of sheets and dogs is the fact that I'm getting free stuff.

And that I like you and love seeing you or whatever.

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[knaval]

and also i can and will punch through your wall for fun
cant relate my race sleeps on metal slabs

[he'll be standing there, across the street, hands cupped around something. watching some birds instead of the clocktower.]

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[shadowglitter]

Come up in human form some time so you can experience the stifling embrace of a fuzzy blanket.
I'll tuck you in and read you a story and you'll be so happy that you'll literally die.

[ riptide's too far away to hear the thud as odin rolls out of bed and crawls to the window, tripping over himself along the way. he heads out onto the balcony of the clocktower and rubs at his eyes, staring out at the street. it really is kind of hard to miss riptide when he's around. big ol' boy. odin cups his hands around his mouth and calls out. ]

Free stuff!

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[knaval]

[there is no answer to that, but riptide carefully shifts his hand when odin appears, waving one train sized arm at him.]

Free stuff! [he repeats happily.] Come get it! Jump, I'll catch you!

[...]

Wait, no I won't! Don't jump!