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( broadcasting live from the dark cave that is her bedroom, skye opts for the safety of semi-anonymous texting when facing the wide open world of the network. granted, her username is literally a pun on her name, so it's not exactly the most subtle option in the world... but she's sticking to it. she thinks she's funny, anyway. )
is there a doctor in the house?
( or, you know, on the moon. )
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if you make house calls, i'll pay double.
is there a doctor in the house?
( or, you know, on the moon. )
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if you make house calls, i'll pay double.
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( they can just start a tally. )
and if i'm signing up for this gig, i'm all in
slutty dress with the slit up to my waist, big hair, tacky lipstick -- the works
i just need to figure out my stage name
it's got to be somewhere in between super stripper and wannabe madonna vibes
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I like your style.
But if you're doing all that, I'm gonna have to expand my magical repertoire.
I want to be worthy of such commitment.
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but i still say you should go full high class
maybe consider sword swallowing
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But not sure about the sword swallowing.
Think there's any way we could make it work with an afterimage?
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or play guess the lady's age while you sneak a peek in their wallets?
we could create a hustling empire with your party tricks, my friend
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Though I wonder how my friends will feel about you corrupting me.
The only thing stopping us is there isn't anywhere for us to go once people catch on.
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and clearly that just means we need to hit up a few thrift shops first
we need to work on our stage personas, come up with our fake names
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But it sounds like you got everything planned out here.
All I have to be is the pretty face who does as he's told.
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( he's going to have to hang out with her more? he'll have to keep an eye on her? what a shame, truly. )
i never imagined my first pillow princess would be a speedster
but hey, i'm flexible
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[ For some reason he gets the feeling this one won't be too painful for either of them. ]
As funny as that is
I assure you a pillow princess I am not.
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( the ultimate battle of ridiculousness. )
oh yeah?
and how exactly do you plan on proving that?
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Oh the sacrifices I make for she who quakes.
[ Wally is thankful for her encryption so nobody else can bear witness to what a huge dork he is. ]
Now this might sound a little crazy.
Insane, even.
But you could take my word for it?
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i might steal that
( she's pretty sure they all know. that magnitude of dorkiness is pretty hard to hide. )
and THAT sounds like a cop-out
you can totally do better than that
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That's how I got stuck with Kid Flash back in the day.
[ And despite the second part having the first five letters in common, the name definitely wasn't flashy. Though he did grow to love it because it was ultimately his. ]
I thought friends were supposed to trust each other, Skye.
[ The previous answer was definitely a cop-out, and this one is avoidance. Mostly because he isn't sure what the right or wrong answer is here. ]
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clearly you're just a tiny cheetah cub in disguise
( it's a dangerous game of Nobody Knows The Answer, aka they're both playing with fire and probably going to wind up feeling particularly foolish as a result. so, obviously, skye doesn't know when to stop. )
you can't say you're not a pillow princess and expect me to just believe you without some kind of proof, wally.
what kind of friend would i be if i didn't hold fast to the scientific method?
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I've dropped the kid part, btw.
[ If the easy way out and avoidance tactics fail, then he has to resort to option three which is to pass the baton back to her in hopes it makes her drop it. ]
Okay, fine miss I-need-some-proof.
How do you think I should go about proving it?
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i don't make the rules
( nuh-uh. this is a game of vaguely (?) flirtatious chicken. she patently refuses to be the person to duck out of the way. )
are you telling me you've never proven you're not a pillow princess before?
i find that extremely hard to believe, mr we're-all-in-this-together.
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Never expected you to be such a stickler for them, though.
[ He has no intentions of being the one to back down either even if he's not exactly sure what game it is they are playing anymore. ]
Hey, you are the one putting the onus on me to prove something here.
I just want to know what you need to be satisfied.
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keeps things interesting
( wally. you just walked right into this... )
what i need? well, that depends
are we talking getting handsy in a closet or a day off and plenty of time to kill?
satisfied is a spectrum, mr west
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That's for sure.
[ More like he ran into it headfirst completely unaware of the potential danger. Good thing it never takes him long to recover. ]
I naturally assumed we were talking multiple scenarios.
Else you'd be left with a potential outlier as proof.
Wouldn't be very scientific of you.
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( for two people who weren't intending to flirt, they sure are doing a terrible job of not flirting... )
i wouldn't want to ignore the requirements of the scientific method
should we start with a control, then?
maybe dinner, get frisky at the movies?
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[ Wally knows this playful back and forth between them has been straddling some sort of line from almost the beginning, but after the last few exchanges, he thinks they might have left the line behind? At least he suddenly feels very much like an awkward schoolboy with a crush who also happens to have some serious adult issues to deal with.
Though the most startling revelation here is he doesn't want whatever this is to stop. Not that he's actually sure there is anything to it since he's never been able to tell when a girl is interested unless they practically bash him over the head with it. It's something his Aunt Iris used to tease him relentlessly about back when she knew he existed. ]
I don't see how one could decline.
I mean.
There is science involved.
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try not to sound too excited, senor speedy
i might think you're in this for the science and not the spectacular company on offer
ps: tacos or waffles?
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If it makes you feel better
I don't do science with just anyone.
ps: waffles?
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i like my breakfast bread for the morning after
( there's a part of her brain that just flatlines when confronted with the process of actually discussing said meal plans. how to talk about it without asking flat out "so are we going to dinner and a movie"? she's not sure. so, obviously... not talking about it seems like the better option. better to just keep swimming along. )
maybe i'll let you pick as part of our experiment
send me an address and i'll meet you there
( unless you want to pick me up, typed out and then deleted. )
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