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there's  nothing  to  touch!  you're  bald!   i'm  sorry.  you look  handsome.  you  really do.  i'm  just   mourning. 

@fratflicks  °‧★         this    is    nice    to    touch..     lo,     you're    just    hurting    my    feelings    here.     and    making    me    doubt    myself.

i  mean,  yes..?  i  agree. but   your  hair  was  so  nice  to  touch.   baby—  i  can't  believe  this. 

aww. i'm  gonna be  five  dollars  richer.  so  sweet.  if  you  walk  with  me,  i'll  comp  your  next  meal  when  you visit  me at  work. 

@fratflicks  °‧★         im    too    stupid    in    chem    to    walk    anywhere.     just    leave    me    to    die.     everything    i    own    is    yours.

i  took  physical  science in  high  school  instead  of  chem.  why  do  you  think  i'm a  comms  major instead of  anything  serious?   walk.  come   on. 

what--?  no.  girls  can  have  short  hair,  don't  be  sexist,  dickie.   i  meant,  y'know..  i  don't  really  have  anything going  on up  here.     *  a vague  gesture   to  his  chest  was all  he'd  offer  in  explanation.  * 

@fratflicks  °‧★         what,     long    hair?     we    can    get    you    extensions    or    something.

i'm  not a  frat  brother,  though.      you  realize  i  lack a  big  part  of  what  makes  dresses  look  good,  right??

@fratflicks  °‧★         lo,     you    just    ignored    me    for    a    good    minute    there.     you    definitely    care.     i    just    want    to    figure    out    what    made    you    upset    in    the    first    place.

what?  no.  i  don't  care  about  handcuff  bowling-—!    that's  not   what  i'm  upset  about.   just–  drop  it.  it's   whatever.  i  don't  care  anymore. 

@fratflicks  °‧★         i    don't    organize    the    mixers.     you    know    this.     otherwise    i'd    tell    you    about    parties    a    month    before    instead    of    a    week.     i    also    said    i    was    worried    about    it..     is    that    what    you're    upset    about?     because    we    could    totally    do    it,     too.

@fratflicks  °‧★         i'll    check    in    with    them    about    it,     okay?     but    i    / still /    highly    doubt    it.     why    would    they    even    hate    you?

i  dunno,   dickie.  i'm  getting  the  vibes  they  hate  me.  and  i  don't like being  hated.  

@fratflicks  °‧★         / so /    not    true.     i    wouldn't    hate    you    if    i    were    them,     either.     maybe    they're    still    hung    up    about    something    that    happened,     okay?     i    doubt    it's    about    you.

/so/   impressed.    *   a  small  nod  was offered  as  he  started  to  dance.  it  was  less  of a  real  dance  and  more  of  just  him  jumping  and  shimmying  against   richard.  *  

@fratflicks  °‧★         / im /    gonna    be    impressed?     [     he    points    at    himself,     undoubtedly    surprised,     but    laughs    for    a    moment    and    grins.     ]     you    better    exceed    my    expectations!

perfect!      *  he'd  grab  the  others  hand  instantly,  pulling  him  to  the  center  of  the  living  room  where  the  makeshift  'dance'  floor  was.  *     you're  gonna  be  so impressed,  dude. 

@fratflicks  °‧★         and    you're    the    one    who    agreed    to    it.     [     he    takes    the    jacket,     sliding    it    on    and    even    zipping    it    up    halfway.     ]     richard.     everyone    just    calls    me    dick    or    richie,     though.

/youre/  the  one  who  said  it,  not  me.    *  his  cheeks  would  turn  a dusty  pink  as  he  held  the  jacket  out  for  the  other.  *    oh,    shit,  i  forgot  to  introduce  myself.   i'm  logan.  by  the  way—    

@fratflicks  °‧★         [     he    raises    his    eyebrows,     but    it's    covered    by    his    shirt    as    it    gets    taken    off,     and    is    gone    once    he's    finished.     ]     damn,     you're    bold.     i    like    it.

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