@HighOnNoon to be here.] You always had a knack for photos. Got me curious, now.
[Elbow propped up on his knee, chin in hand. The question doesn’t need to be asked, but he does;] you’re okay?
@HighOnNoon [Spoon cleaned, sweet cold welcome on his tongue.]
Needs more caramel, [he says, idly, finding a place to settle down and sit.] I’ll steal another phone from rabbit. Swear, they make ‘em more and more fragile these days.
[There’s a lazy sort of smile on his face; just content
@HighOnNoon Lil’ gift from the ‘old country’— almost froze my balls off.
[You May Grope It, Once.]
Not much aside the 9-5 vigilante business. [Valiant, adventurous stories. Ripping apart trafficking rings, cartels, hitting up a certain jaded hacker to expose governmental involvement—-]
@HighOnNoon [The truck's had more of an association to bar-dwellers than sticky-handed kids. Sundaes were healthier than whiskey.]
Could go for a vanilla n' caramel scoop. [he says, cool; before a subtle squeeze.]
There gonna be something in our catch-up that needs to be sweetened up with
@sparrowsorrows [JANGLING BEHIND HIM AND WHEEZING; RUNNING'S NOT HIS STRONG SUIT.]
[Shows up winded five minutes after Genji. Shakes shaving cream,] let's ... let's fill 'em up...