@CrypticKismet 𝙈an, neither of these chicks know a party when it's being artfully started. We need some more dudes around here, ASAP.
“ C'mon, don't leave me hanging. It's a duet! So, do it! Do a duet with me! ”
𝙈adonna is hell. This is a delightfully haunting tune with a bittersweet message about surrender to the unknown.
And I'm singing the FUCK out of it, power ballad style.
𝘾learing my throat and tapping the imaginary mic. Testing... testing... one, two, three...
“ QUE SERA SERAAAAAA! WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE -”
𝘼aaaaand handing the invisible microphone to @CrypticKismet. Take it, Buffster!
Her fresh hell today is having Que Sara Sara stuck in her head all day.
It won't end. And she blames @CrypticKismet and @Zcppo with that show they recommended.
“ Everyone said Buffy made cookies, but I don't see any. ”
This is not the kind of heart shattering disappointment that a man survives. I'm already seeing spots, the world growing dim.
“ I've been duped for the last time! ”
@AHeelThing@CrypticKismet ✗— here?”
𝙋ointing to the oil filler cap before I reach in to start tentatively unscrewing it, careful not to accidentally graze the side of my hand against any of the metal parts. The engine is as hot as the air around us is cold, and I can’t tell if that’s a symptom — ✗
“ Outsider implies some kinda cool factor. Leather jackets, possibly even a tattoo. I think my role is more like 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝘆. ”
𝙊h boy, here comes the spiral. Why can't I help? Should I have gone to college? Is this punishment for quitting little league?!
@FaithbyFiive ✗ — have been proven. ”
𝙄 definitely didn't have this on my Bingo Card —— discussing aliens and road trips with Faith, all cool like. It's weird, but nice. Never would have guessed that we had more in common than just being on the fringes.
“ You ever really think — ✗
@AHeelThing@CrypticKismet ✗ — prayer, so as long as it doesn’t take too much more know how than that, I should have us back on the road before anything can eat me. “Faith, pop the hood for me. I’m going for it!”
@AHeelThing@CrypticKismet ✗ — dislodge the courage that I’m just teeming with before I 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗸𝗲 on it instead.
“ …go take a look, ” I finish, lamely, fidgeting with my buckle and trying to remember what all I know about cars. My van back home is held together with a role of duct tape and a — ✗
“ Any demons want to eat me so I don't have to go to work tomorrow? I'll pay you. I've got... ”
𝙌uick count through my wallet. One... two... three...
“ Four dollars and a burger King coupon for a free fountain drink. Any size! ”