orangetoughguy | phone post

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

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☏ VOICEMAIL
✏ TEXT
✉ NETWORK

They might be kinda hard up on you and your...

[A gesture to her neck.]

But at least they're smart guys.

[ There's a bit of a smile. ]

About some things, at least.

Hey I'm not arguin'.

[Just don't tell Eames and Arthur that. He hooks a thumb over his shoulder.] Ready to head back?

[ That secret, if nothing else, is safe with her. ]

Sure. Just one more question, though.

What's that?

[Casual and cool as ever. He can handle this.]

When do I get an awful nickname?

[ teeheehee ]

You can't just ask for one. It's gotta come naturally, Smurfette.

[You asked for it.]

[ Don't mind her stomping on your foot with a boot, then, Freddy. ]

That sounded too forced to be natural.

[Ffdkldjfljsdvn. He was gonna try evading that but she hits her mark anyway. ....Fortunately she's not that heavy.]

[ He's lucky she didn't go for a kick instead. ]

Short jokes aren't funny. [ YOU SHOULD KNOW, ORANGE. ]

[Recovering. Pfft.]

It's not cause you're short, damn.

Well, I know it's not because I'm blue.

[ She understands what he's getting at, but still. ]

You're no Blue.

[That's more an inside joke than anything.]

[ Yeah, she doesn't get it, but whatever. ]

I wear too much red to be blue.