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@mudd-muttss  sure,  sure.. friends. [floor boards creek beneath his weight, flashlight gracing over cracked picture frames with old photos of a family——faces burned from being recognized      ]    nothin’ man,   you just stare at her a lot——i get it though,     blue is a bold hair color choice 

@fearyear       what?    nah..   we’re just friends,   and i like to barge my way into her everyday activities because it pisses her off.    what’s it to you?

@brrrat     [shockingly,   it wasn’t on purpose.    not that he believed,   anyways.    she just so happened to head butt him right in the face,   and damn did it hurt]   ow——   ow——   [he muffled out from her hands pushing his cheeks upward which ultimately tilted his head back.   he could already feel what would be an immense bloody flow ready to spew out of his nose]    no..   no——   i need tissues,   stat gina!   stat!

@mudd-muttss    sorry,  sorry..  [her touch is oddly gentle. a rare thing with him.  gina holds his face.     palms squishing his cheeks upward while she motioned his head left and right,  grimacing at the sight of blood beginning to drip]     no..    no,  it’s  nice!

@brrrat     ow——    you definitely..   broke my nose

@pitcharm      oh yea,    you know how i just  /loveeeee/  being this close in proximity with you   [upon his elbow gently shoving him back some,   his hands reached up to hold both sides of his head and shook it a little before dropping his hands entirely.   his flashlight was tucked in the waistband of his jeans simply because he didn’t want to hold onto it for the time being]    oh i’m focused,    but you’re not    (…)    dude,   i’ll go first if you want,   i doesn’t phase me

@mudd-muttss and that..  requires you to be chest to back?  [his elbow pushed back softly against his chest.   fixing the collar of his  flannel in the process.     he wouldn’t deny that he was on edge too (for two reasons)——stuff like this never became normal,    no matter how long they’ve been doing this.      four years going strong and he still can’t look that witch’s head in Mr locke’s office in the eyes]       m’fine,  Focus. 

@pitcharm        because something’s off,    i can smell it

@mudd-muttss        stacy?   [he squints, his own gaze shifting towards the ginger in question. he snorts,    then he clears his throat—— he cannot  let ronnie know he was that funny]    yeah they’re.. a little lopsided 

@pitcharm      heh      ..  oh,   hey!    nothing,    just    (…)    smiling at     ——   stacy’s lopsided pigtails,    makes her already  conehead look slanted

@mudd-muttss       you’re such a dork.   [   no amount of harsh words could hide the smile threatening to spill on her face like red ink.  she turns away,      rolling the half gone back of sweet and salty popcorn,      the remnants being licked from her fingers while the rest is tucked away somewhere behind her tv——away     from him and her brothers sausage fingers.     ]       that’s skipper,      [she  moved back over after a while.    legs tucked beneath her once she reclaimed her spot back on her bed weight supported by her palms]   he’s just there for decoration,    now so.       (…)     whats up?

@brrrat     can a magician reveal my fist in his face..   [he mocked her,   bobbling his head around as he did.  what he didn’t expect though?  was for her hands to grip onto the collar of his shirt for dear life and yank him right into her room]   ow——   OW   (…)   damn,   OW!    [he would yelp out,   his entire frontside scraping along the windowsill before he practically bellyflopped onto the floor with a groan..   not without his forehead making contact with the floor,   making a small ‘thmp’  sound]    when——   the  /HELL/  did you get so strong?    jesus.   [he’d slowly get up,  dusting off his knees before instantly beelining for her bed,   throwing himself into the side closest to the wall.   seemingly comfortable enough,   he reached underneath his back to pull out a rather large stuffed animal,   yet continuing to hold it to his chest as his arms crossed over it]    yea yea——    five minutes,    whatever..    cute stuffed animal,    looks like he could use a trip to the laundry room though

@mudd-muttss       can a magician reveal my fist in his face,   then?     [ her leg itched to kick him back and watch his branch built self tumble all the way down like a leaf in the wind.    but——the fall was kind of high, and the last thing owen warren needs on his plate is his daughter behind bars for   attempted murder]  Ivan already feel the vomit coming,  hold still.  [mimicking a gag,  the collar of his shirt is gripped onto——dragging him into her room. her head darts out,  making sure dorothy or her annoying grandson wasn’t looking before the window is shut and the blinds are closed   ]     you’ve got five minutes    [      she snagged the bag before he could  take any,  holding it far far away   ]      and keep your sausage fingers away from my stuff!

@mudd-muttss      " that's what i'm good for.  figuring out the crime with just your word, "  a smile.  " you know, by the way your hands unclench because you're glad i don't really know what you're talking about. "  finally, barlowe releases a laugh. eyes close as he shoves the pack back into his pocket.  " sorry——i'd have to see id. and besides, it would be poor judgment for an agent to be giving people cigarettes out of nowhere. "

@keta-mine     well,   if there’s no concrete evidence and all you have is my word..   how would you know if i actually committed any crimes?    and you’re right   (…)   i’m definitely not twenty-four,    but totally old enough to maybe ask for a cigarette?    heh

@mudd-muttss     " definitely not twenty—four. "  the doctor deadpans. although he didn't quite know, truthfully. a pack of cigarettes pulled from his pocket alongside a lighter,  " committing crime? should you really be admitting that to fbi——? "

@pitcharm      hey man..    they ran off when we told them not to,    now they learned their lesson!    maybe twisty the clown scared them enough into good behavior   [sure,   it was a little mean.    he’d admit that,    but boy was it deserved.   and the laugh he got from it?   icing on the cake.    they’ll probably get over it by the end of the week,    so he wasn’t worried.   tapping the neck of his flashlight,    which seemed to flicker due to an almost used battery,    he rocks on his heels upon danny’s unspoken disapproval,    biting down on the inside of his cheek to prevent himself from laughing over the memory]     hopefully it’s la llorona..    i heard she’s kinda hot,    no bullshit.    OOH!!    or bloody mary,    actually——    scratch that   (…)    yeah,   let’s dip before dumdum and ditz shit their pants even more

@mudd-muttss     [there was no shift in his emotion other than the raising of his eyebrows.  he had long since came to the conclusion that his best bud did, but he wanted to confirm by his own words——dummy washington  was traumatized and otherwise incoherent while dizty had been ranting about who knows what…              soft blues roll and linger upward for a second longer,  before fluttering shut.  he could feel the headache coming in]          how the hell did i end up stuck with you three, anyway..        ——let’s get out of here before some urban legend pops up next 

@pitcharm       whaaaaaat?   psh..   i would never,     that’s so mean——    yea,   i did

@mudd-muttss      you have five seconds to get that out of my face.     (—-)     four.      ——THREE

@brrrat     don’t knock it till you try it,   virgil.   c’mere——   (…)   open wide,   say ahhh!

@mudd-muttss       i’m going as fast as i can, dickwit!   [if there was one thing she dreaded, it was running——but when it came to mega Dino burgers she believed she was faster than the flash.   or at least——she tried to be.]    ARRRGH!!!     [her skateboard is lifted,   held high above her head while she chased after him the change of weight aiding her movements]    

@brrrat      WHAAAT!!   you’ve never tried the asteroid burger?   where the HELL have you been!   that’s one of the best burgers you’ll ever eat in your life.    [he gasped in mock disbelief,   clutching his chest with one of his hands.   he had already grieved in his lonesome about a week ago hearing that mega dino burgers had filed for bankruptcy and had to unfortunately shut down]    let’s go.   we’re going.   now,   vamanos——    NOW

@mudd-muttss     the sun exploded and we’re all gon a die,   that’s  what!    [her sarcasm is elevated at the top of her lungs.     skateboard tucked tight beneath her arm]    mega dino burgers are closing for GOOD and nobody told me!——i HAVE to try their asteroid burger