TEXTS FROM LAST NIGHT

[slushfund]

What the hell happened last night? I don't know and I don't think you do either.
1. Make a thread with your characters name, canon, etc. Leave it blank or comment with a TFLN.
2. Stuff happens. AKA people respond to you.
3. You can make them up or string together some actual TFLNs.
4. Always drink responsibly. In the future, of course.

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i'm doing action w/e

[dieharder]

[whispering because sleeping(???) elephant]

You gotta be kidding me! Mike, get down here!

yes!

[livefaster]

[Nope, just enjoying the moonlight.

About this time Mike's befriended half the animals around]

What? No way, dude, it's you or the elephant. He gives me trunk smooshes.

[dieharder]

[seriously hoping it hits your drunk face like a big pizza pie]

I told you it's not smooches bro, he's wiping his snot on your face.

[livefaster]

Well, it's still friendly.

[A pat pat on the top of the elephant's head. It sighs as if he's going "yes yes, go on, you silly drunk kid".]

Nothing can be called trust like being able to wipe your snot on your friend, right?

[dieharder]

[All Chuck hears is something along the lines of 'I am going to crush you with my bodyweight'.]

Right. So I'll wipe my snot on you too if that makes you happy. Okay? Just come down.

[livefaster]

[:º]

Really?

[dieharder]

[.... ew, Mike.]

Really. So now will you come down from the elephant?

[livefaster]

[Yes.

But not without another pat and a high five with the trunk.

Snot or no snot, you gotta admit that's pretty cool.

Uop, also jumping out of the huge pit between the animal's area and the visitors' like it's nbd.

Springy little mofo.

He still wobbles like crazy once he's next to Chuck though.]

Hey, Chuckles.

[dieharder]

[Holding his breath all the while like Mike doesn't do this sort of thing every other day. He'll never get used to it.

Sighs in relief, steadying him with one hand on his shoulder.

Stop looking so happy with yourself, you jerk.]

That was stupidly dangerous and totally unnecessary.

[livefaster]

[Draping his arm around his shoulders.

Bestest buddy, hi buddy.]

But it was totally fun.

[dieharder]

Maybe for you...

[Looks around. Well at least there are no guards coming after them or something. (Chuck's getting really good at this whole silver lining thing.)]

Where's the car?

[livefaster]

[That's Mike rubbing off on you.]

By the antelopes.

C'mon, I'll show you.

[... the car really is by the antelopes.

Like.

They're gathering around it because Mike parked her over the pile of hay.]

[dieharder]

[Does that whiny crying noise. WHYYYYYYYYY.]

Oh, you gotta be kidding me! Mike, how could you possibly think that was an acceptable parking spot?! Now how am I gonna get her out of there??

[livefaster]

Well, she looks comfy there.

[So he's thinking.

Yeah, he may be drunk but only a little bit.]

... maybe I should sleep this off.

[dieharder]

You don't say. [Sigh.] You're hopeless. Come on, we need to find a place for you to crash.

[livefaster]

What? Me? I'm fine, Chuckles. I'm not tired.

... are you?

[dieharder]

No. But you should... uh.

[Okay, obviously this isn't gonna work. Change of tactic.]

You should eat something! I mean, you're probably hungry, right?

[livefaster]

[STOMACH GROWL]

[dieharder]

[Called it.]

See? So you sit right here... [Pushes down onto a bench] ... and I'll get something from that vending machine over there, okay?

[livefaster]

[Pushed. Sits.]

But I can go with you! [Even if you know what Mike would pick.]

[dieharder]

What's the point? The machine's right there! I'll be back in a jiff.

[livefaster]

... okay. [Sitting and waiting, then.]

[dieharder]

[Nods and turns to walk up to the machine, stopping halfway and looking over his shoulder just to make sure Mike is staying put.

Walks the rest of the way then, picks out a couple sandwiches for the both of them and comes back in a couple minutes.]

[livefaster]

[Do you see him wagging his tail, Chuck.

Ears perked up and wagging his tail?

No, because he's not a dog, but he's looking very intently at that sandwich.]

[dieharder]

[He can see them metaphorically.

Unwrapping it for Mike, just in case. Then he hands it over with a smile.]