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[ziedrich_bearer]

You're totally losing.

[mrsklover]

Don't get blue balls just because you wanna win.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Not going to get blue balls from that. Ain't gonna get laid at all from him.

[mrsklover]

Not with that attitude.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Don't talk to me about my attitude.

[mrsklover]

Oh my God. Dude. Joke.

[ziedrich_bearer]

Huh. Didn't seem like one. Anyway. I'll talk later.

[mrsklover]

Good luck!

[ziedrich_bearer]

Later man.

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[the_freak]

Hey Man,

Can I ask a favour?

[mrsklover]

Yeah, sure. What's up Eddie?

[the_freak]

Can you go to my room and pick up some clothes? One set that look like something I'd be caught dead in, and one set that look like they belong to a preppy jock? And then bring then round to the front desk of the hospital?

[mrsklover]

Uh.

Are you doing some sort of fashion show at the hospital?

[the_freak]

I wish.

At the moment I'm potentially dying and naked, while stuck in a room with the ex-most popular guy from my school, so...clothes would help.

[mrsklover]

Wait. Literally dying? Or like. Soul is dying? Makes sense with the whole 'popular guy' comment.

Yeah, I'll go and get the clothes, now. But I am gonna ask for payment with whatever story this has.

[the_freak]

Pretty close to literally.

Short version- I will apparently do almost anything for drugs.
Longer version- this doctor guy got ahold of my stash of weed the Agrii had as a reward during that stupid sports thing, and he said if I did a job for him he'd give it to me. All I had to do was get some samples of some organic shit around some building. Take some notes. Take some pictures. Easy.

But I guess the place was radioactive or whatever. Also full of murder plants and weird hopping ballsacks.

[mrsklover]

WHAT?!

Okay, the fact that you have weed now is super distracting from the point but I'm gonna be an adult about this.

What the actual fuck, Eddie? Radioactive? Jesus.

[the_freak]

You want some?

I didn't KNOW I was risking radioactivity. I thought I was just doing some dumb science the doctor guy thought was beneath him. Anyways, if you find a building with plants that try to beat the crap out of you, back the fuck off.

[mrsklover]

Is the Pope Catholic? Fuck yeah.

And yeah. Thanks for the warning. Without that I absolutely would have thought that plants that beat the shit out of me were hiding a theme park and McDonald's drive thru.

Okay, I have some cool clothes and then a polo? You're irradiated with an idiot who wears a polo?

[the_freak]

Assuming I live I've give you for bringing the clothes. If I die- I guess you get the whole bag.

Fuck off.

I'm working on the polo thing.

[mrsklover]

Yeah, okay. How about we don't die, okay? I would love all that weed, but I would like even more my new pal to smoke with me.

You are, are you? How's that working out?

If he gets you in a polo, I am taking back all the compliments I ever gave you.

[the_freak]

I'm touched.

He looks better in my clothes than I do in his. But he's pretty into his whole yuppie style, not sure I can influence too much of a shift.

[mrsklover]

He's wearing your clothes?

Eddie... are you holding out some important information from me?

[the_freak]

Long story. Not like that.

Nah, he's a friend. That's all. And only recently that.

[mrsklover]

Your friend that you share clothes with.

Wait. You need clothes right now because you're both in a room together? Naked and radioactive?

God. You're living my teenage dreams.