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.

Comments

[dieharder]

Good.

[Except now the bits of hay are scattered all over Mutt. BAD.

Mike doesn't seem to notice anyway. He'll just clean it up later. He slides down the seat a little, looking over at Mike.] Good night.

[livefaster]

Night. [Mike smiles, blindly reaching for and patting Chuck on the chest with a sigh] Thanks for this, man.

[dieharder]

[Chuck shifts, cocking an eyebrow at Mike despite the fact that he can't see it right now.]

For what? For saving you from the big bad elephant, getting you a sandwich or just going along with your crazy ideas yet again?

[He sighs, and adds a little lower.] Because if that's the case then I think you still owe me a few more 'thanks'.

[livefaster]

Yeah, that's true, I...


[Hold on for a bit, the drink really is making him fall asleep, hand resting still on Chuck's chest.]

owe you my...



















[snore]

[dieharder]

[Waiting




and waiting




... oh. Never mind that, then. Why was he holding his breath for that anyway. He shakes his head, and moves Mike's hand to rest on his own chest instead.]

Yeah... sure. Anytime, Mikey.