//TFLN.EXE

[geophile]

 
 

• go to textsfromlastnight.com
• post a text (or several)
• create ridiculousness!
• a lot of these are bound to be nsfw so. y'know. look out for that.

Comments

[notsolomon]

The fact that you are worried about it at all is very telling.

I have other kinds too. Kevin won't miss them.

Good. I don't want to get too drunk. Yet.

[babermetrics]

Are you saying youre gonna want to later

Thatd be legit considering........

[notsolomon]

I might.

And what do you mean legit?

[babermetrics]

Just that I wouldnt blame either of us after this lol......

OK IM ON MY WAY

[notsolomon]

Take your time. Please.

[Yes, this is going to be awkward. His big, obnoxious mouth really did it this time.]

[babermetrics]

[He does, showing up over half an hour later; he needed to get the beer first, anyway. Knock knock, William.]

If you didn't wanna hang out, you've just gotta say so . . .

[notsolomon]

I didn't meant that I do not want to 'hang.'

[He let's Leon in, shrugging.]

So what do you want to do?

[babermetrics]

[He does in fact have a six pack. Of beer, that is. He heads in and steps out of his shoes and goes to put it on a counter or something, a bit awkward.]

Just hang out . . . which it's pretty funny hearin' you say that, by the way.

[notsolomon]

I like to try more modern slang sometimes. It's a thought exercise.

[But he gets a glass out for Leon to accompany his own. He had a few different bottles on the table. Some brandy and some gin.]

But like I said, you can help yourself.

[babermetrics]

You're such a friggin' nerd.

[But he's glad to be here. He sits down and grabs the glass, taking a look over the brandy bottle.]

Was this really just 'cuz you were cold? . . . Thanks for havin' me!

[notsolomon]

Yes. Then I decided why not drink some more? And now that you are here, I'm not doing it alone or anything like that.

[These things just happen, okay. But he's not touching his glass quite yet.]