002 # text # un: skyenet

[evite]

[ do you know what happens when it's late and raining too hard for a girl to go down to the garage to work on her own personal episode of pimp my ride? late night text posts happen. this time, it's a shit post. sorry, not sorry. ]

riverview, we need to have a talk.

[ it's very serious. ]

att: are you fucking kidding me.jpg
if i could give this zero stars, i would.

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[acuerdo]

Are you threatening me?
Because this could be your van if maybe something caught fire.

[girl, you don't know what you're playing with, do you?]

[evite]

do you want to take this outside?
because it's raining and i'd love to see you fizzle out while i kick your ass

[acuerdo]

Not that you asked, but that isn't how it works.
Name a time and a place.
I've taken you down before. Won't be anything new.

[evite]

so you say!!!
but you could be lying to me
maybe i kicked your ass in the robot future and you're too embarrassed to admit it

[ is she stalling? maybe. she's also not totally dressed for a throwdown. ]

[acuerdo]

I'm not a liar.
What I am is looking to show you that I can still beat your ass.
If you ever get here that is.

[hurry up skye. there's only so many hours in a day maybe if she wasn't so busy shit posting she'd have time to get appropriately dressed to get knocked around.]

[evite]

where exactly is "here", carrot top
plus i'm a little busy at the moment in case you hadn't figured that out

[acuerdo]

The shop. Where else am I gonna work on your van?

[is robbie a workaholic who basically lives at his job because he's still iffy on the whole communal living situation? maybe. probably. yes.

[evite]

i'm not throwing down in the shop, you weirdo
what if you accidentally scorch my baby?

[ does she need to lure him out with promises of 2-for-1 taco tuesday? ]

[acuerdo]

who said anything about doing it in the shop?
figured if you were gonna fight me, you could at least bring it to where i am instead of making me drag your ass out.

[honestly, tacos and margaritas would be great.]

[evite]

you're so melodramatic
is your blood sugar getting low? do i need to bring you a cookie?

[acuerdo]

you're calling me melodramatic?
says the woman who freaks out if i so much as drop a crumb near her laptop.

i could eat. are you offering to bring me cookies? if so, chocolate chip.

[evite]

my laptop is worth more than your life, papi

[ don't even try it. ]

i'm not baking you a cookie, if that's what you're getting at
i just happen to have a full up punch card for the coffee shop on the way

[acuerdo]

calm down. i'm not planning on going anywhere near it.
who knows what kind of weird shit you're into.

[wow she must really care about him. he gets a free cookie.yay.]

you can't even fork over a few to pay for a cookie for me? damn.

[evite]

moon google knows everyone's dirty little secrets
even yours

[ who knows what kind of weird shit he's into. ]

says the cranky dude who threatened to jack up my baby for kicks

[acuerdo]

no dirty secrets here.
definitely nothing worth googling.

[moonlit drives and spicy foods. hardly anything to write home about.]

i wasn't really going to. and besides, i was gonna pay you for the cookie.
if you're not already done, could you get me a coffee too?

[evite]

no can do.

[ she already got it. black coffee, just like his soul. yada yada. ]

i'm not bringing you coffee to the shop like some errand runner girlfriend, though
you can meet me halfway