orangetoughguy | phone post

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"Motherfucker, I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys."

☎ CALL
☏ VOICEMAIL
✏ TEXT
✉ NETWORK

[Because tofurkey deserves the shame.]

Alright, I'll give you a heads up before I'm on my way.

Works for me.

[As she drops a couple of colorful coins on the table for her half, one spins on it's edge before flattening out by the napkin d'art. Angela forgot that was there. She doesn't hesitate to pull it out and stuff it into her pocket.]

I'd invite you over for a quickie, but my roommate's back. That and you should fully heal up first.

[How does she manage to say these things with a straight face like it's a business deal? The world may never know.]

[Darn and he thought she might leave it by accident, something for him to keep out of curiosity. Anyway Freddy drinks the last of his cup before leaving coins on the table himself, plus a little extra as a tip even though it was just drinks and fries. Those fries weren't bad. In fact, watch him drag his fingers around the bottom of the tray for delicious salty crumbs--whoa.]

Yeah. Yeah that's a good idea.

[Smooth recovery Newendyke. Her casual approach still takes him by surprise but maybe that's much better than becoming immune to it right? He can't offer his own place because...just because. Yeah Freddy hasn't prepared for how to answer that question in the event that she pops it. And besides, he's got a neck to take care of.]

[Actually, the truth is, Brennan doesn't mind. If Angela is open about sex, Brennan just breaks all the door down and kicks a couple windows in for good measure. She just wants to spend a little one on one time with her friend, catching up and well, just being selfish.

Though, if Freddy keeps licking his fingers like that in front of her, she will be too tempted to spare ten minutes. Behave, Angela, behave.]

Don't do that.

Do what?

[Finger licking--oh. But he suspects it's because it's rude, not because it conjures naughty thoughts.]

Sorry, it's a waste of good fries. That's all. [He smiles, like a teenager.]

[That innocent act earns him a flick to the forehead.]

Yeah, it's really all about the fries, smartass. [It's both rude and encourages naughty thinking. That's why Angela's making her way out of the booth before her mouth--or his--gets her into trouble.] I'm going before you get me in trouble.

[A flick to the forehead gets his eyes to almost cross before Freddy's laughing.] Okay okay. Hey...thanks for talkin' to me, Angela.

[He looks up at her from where he sits.]

[And looking down at him, she pats his hand lightly before giving it a squeeze.]

I'm your friend. It's what I do.

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