log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[whitetwoguns]

Smart, smart man.

[Pat, pat.

Clean up time. They got it down to a science for the most part. Tissues in the waste bin takes care of a good deal of the external mess. Freddy in the buff in eyesight is something else that can't be fixed for the moment. The better to look at.]

Can I?

[He stands up, adjusting his sweatpants. Then this bear gives a big long stretch.]

[orangetoughguy]

[Puff puff.] I mean if you gotta.

[The kid shrugs like it's almost funny how a tough guy like Lawrence Dimick needs his tough guy sleep. Then he adds, after a moment of consideration, because he hasn't had that many opportunities in his life to express the sentiment:]

I'll be up in five. [Don't you sound sentimental, Mr. Supercool.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Smug, beautiful motherfucker Freddy Newendyke sitting, smoking. Larry plucks a cigarette from his lips to take a puff before replacing it.]

Sure.

[Mr. White will be on his way then. He can wait five minutes.]