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"Hey, daaaang! You're a real babe! Let's get married."

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"Pigtails? Who has pigtails? I don't have pigtails."

krisminaj started following you

“Some pigtails you’ve got—oh, maybe that sounded kinda mean—”

“Okay, nevermind that. I’ve never seen you around before, or am I mistaken?”

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"Yeah, probably. Especially if you think I'm strange now."

Kris sighed irritably, continuing to stare at Grimsley with a blank expression.

"I have done things, dude. I run all the time, I train my Pokemon, I pretend I'm on Broadway in my shower -- which is pretty fun most of the time -- and I would love to go somewhere with someone if people were actually around to hang out with! I feel like all the worthwhile people on this planet fell off of it or something. Maybe I smell. Who knows?"

She had no idea why she was confiding in this guy. Maybe it was just nice to have someone to talk to at all. With her mom working a lot and her Pokemon unable to actually talk back to her, Kris had gotten especially lonely lately. She didn't like it whatsoever.

"Hey, relax there, friend. No boobage was exposed," she cracked, narrowing her eyes as he bent down to her level. "A lesson, huh? You gonna punish me? At least buy me a meal first."

Snickering, Kris grinned a little; clearly amused by herself. 

"C'mon, whaddya say? I may be strange but I'm great in the sack -- and you and I both know that ya can't hang onto a lady, so, y'know, casual sex? A plus!"

“Is that something I should be glad about?”

At her gesture, Grimsley merely blinked. He battled and dealt with children around the league almost every day, including Marshall — especially Marshall — so this was really nothing new. 

“Have you not thought of, I don’t know, actually doing something? Read a book, sew, go somewhere with someone? Hell, I’ll even suggest gambling. That passes time like you would not believe.” 

“Christ, girl!” When she lifted her shirt, Grimsley politely averted his eyes as best he could. He turned back when he was sure that she’d dropped it back into place. Bending down to meet her eyes, he hissed, “What are you doing? Honestly, do you need a lesson in dignity or decency?”

“…And, no— I did not understand half of what you just said to me. You’re very, very strange.” 

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"Hiding? Why the hell have you been hiding?!"

"I missed you too, though, Lyra, damn! I felt like you all up and abandoned me or something!"

She opened her arms, grinning slightly.

"Come here!"

“Uh, hiding?! I’ve been….hiding? Does is still count as hiding after, like, ever?” 

“Anyway, on the flip dip what side — I’m back! Aaaand, I missed you!! Permission to hug?!”

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"Heh... You missed me?" she asked, a playful grin appearing on her face. "Don't think I'm gonna pretend you didn't say something so cute!"

krisminaj replied to your post: HOLA CHICAS Y CHICOS HE LLEGADO DE MEXICO FUE…

“WHAT.”

KRIS!!

I MISSED YOU!! I mean…

haha„„..yeah. Nice to see you…and stuff…..///

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“Kris — wait — noooo—!!”

"LYRA!?"

"Where the hell have you been!?"

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"Yeah, well, I guess I'm just not on my game, loveeeeee."

Kris squinted, sticking her tongue out at the vampire. He had to be one. If anyone was a vampire in the entire world, it was this guy right here.

"I am being one hundred percent not dramatic. This is a serious problem here, friend. I don't think I've ever been this bored in my entire life and that is a lot of life."

"Oh yeah? If it's that easy, why don't you hook up with me then, Edward Cullen?" she quipped, teasingly pulling up her shirt before letting it fall back as it should. "Unless you got a Bella creepin' somewhere, I can tell you there's no werewolf down below if you know what I'm sayin', bro."

“You must be on the verge of death if you are indeed that bored. Aren’t you being a tad bit, well, melodramatic? And, take note, this is coming from me. If I think you’re being melodramatic, and that is certainly saying something. 

Could you not go have fun with a random ‘hook up’ somewhere? Unless you’re smuggling a beast down there, I doubt it would be too hard. Flash a horny teenager and you’re already halfway there, love.

Old man? Surely you could think of a better, more articulate insult than that one, love.”

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“What, of all reasons, could cause you to do such a thing? Honestly, love.”

"I'm that bored, old man. I think all my friends died and I haven't been laid in, like, a thousand years. At least if I punched myself in the face, I dunno, I could make up some exciting story to explain my broken nose."

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"Yooooo! Step right up! Watch me punch myself in the face!"

"'Cause I'm reeeeeeally close!"

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being a lazy fatass is hard work | (open)

Kris lay face down in the grass of a nearby park. The weather was getting colder and there was absolutely nothing to do. She hadn't seen her friends in weeks and if that's how they wanted to be, fine. They could most certainly be that way. Clearly they were missing out on the most entertaining person in the entire world so it was entirely their loss.

Maybe they were all off on exciting adventures and decided not to invite her. Bastards.

That was probably highly unlikely but it didn't stop Kris from getting pissed off at the thought. She was so bored and so lazy about it that the stories coming up in her head were more entertaining than actually getting off of her ass to do something.

Vox, the Vulpix Silver had given her, was sprawled out in a similar manner to Kris at her side. Time had flown and Vox had grown. He wasn't a little baby anymore, and the most important thing Kris was thinking about lately was whether to make Vox a Ninetails or not. It wasn't as if she used him for battle much. They trained, they went on runs together (which is how they wound up at this park in the first place), napped together, and ate. Vox was more like a pal, a pet, than anything else. They were similar.

A growl came from their stomachs a few moments later, causing Kris and Vox to groan in unison. Hunger meant having to actually stand up and drag themselves to a grocery store or a diner or something. The cool, fall breeze and the soft grass was so comfortable -- too comfortable to leave so soon. If only food fell from the sky like in Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. That guy had the right idea.

"God daaaaaaamn it!" Kris moaned, slamming her fist into the grass. "Being lazy is so trying!"

She sat up finally, her hair sticking out every which way.

"I'm gonna eat the next person that walks over. That's what's up. Cannibalism is where it's at. WATCH OUT."

That was a joke, of course.

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"Ya know what also sucks?"

Jeeez, manual labor sucks.

I should protest.

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"I think you mean philosophical as hell."

“…Yeah you’re nuts.”

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"THAT'S GOOD, HAHAHAHA...."

"I'M.... DANDY! THANKS FOR ASKING!"

I’M…PRETTY GOOD!!

REALLY GOOD ACTUALLY JUST….TIRED…HOW ARE YOU?

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"What if this entire world is one big mental institution and we don't know it?"

“…What mental institution did you escape from?”

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"SO.....BUDDY...."

"HOW YA DOIN'?"

YEAH…YOU TOO!!

FRIEND…PAL….F…RIEnD….

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"HAAAA...HAHA....OH....YOU!"

"BUDDY....OL'....PAL....."

KRIS….HA….HAHA……HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA….

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"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA......."

So, uh…

thanks for last night, ladies and gents!! It sure was…interesting….ha………….