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smash_logs2011-03-02 01:13 am
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Who: Duckbutt and Afro Queen
What: So I hear you're sweet on my twin brother...
Where: SPRINKLETOWN. (Now with 50% more nondairy options)
When: March 2/11
Warnings: Sex, drugs, and explosions abound
Lash and Claus!
Who would have guessed? They did get along together, but Lucas had been totally surprised when his twin had told him the news. They would make a good pair, he thought -- he hadn't just been paying lip service when he'd said that. He had promised to put in a good word, too, and he had every intention of doing so: he wasn't the kind of person to meddle, per se, but when two people brought out the best in each other, it was hard not to give a nudge or two in the right direction.
There was a little more to it than that, admittedly. A quiet, lurking concern that had been gnawing at the back of his mind ever since his return from the Other Tazmily, as he'd come to call it. He still wasn't sure that he wanted to say anything about it, though. This was Final Destination City Claus. Lash had never even met the Other Tazmily Claus. Was it really something he ought to say? He hadn't even told Claus himself about what had happened at the Seventh Needle.
He pushed the thought out of his head as he caught sight of a familiar cloud of poofy black hair heading down the hallway. One thing at a time. "Lash! Wait up!"
What: So I hear you're sweet on my twin brother...
Where: SPRINKLETOWN. (Now with 50% more nondairy options)
When: March 2/11
Warnings: Sex, drugs, and explosions abound
Lash and Claus!
Who would have guessed? They did get along together, but Lucas had been totally surprised when his twin had told him the news. They would make a good pair, he thought -- he hadn't just been paying lip service when he'd said that. He had promised to put in a good word, too, and he had every intention of doing so: he wasn't the kind of person to meddle, per se, but when two people brought out the best in each other, it was hard not to give a nudge or two in the right direction.
There was a little more to it than that, admittedly. A quiet, lurking concern that had been gnawing at the back of his mind ever since his return from the Other Tazmily, as he'd come to call it. He still wasn't sure that he wanted to say anything about it, though. This was Final Destination City Claus. Lash had never even met the Other Tazmily Claus. Was it really something he ought to say? He hadn't even told Claus himself about what had happened at the Seventh Needle.
He pushed the thought out of his head as he caught sight of a familiar cloud of poofy black hair heading down the hallway. One thing at a time. "Lash! Wait up!"
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Lash had many choices, yes, but you never went wrong going with your favorite fruit crushed with sugar and ice water. "Pomegranate Sorbet." she told the lady in front, not really being polite about it. "Triple scoop." As an after thought she then quickly added, "and put some gummy bears on top too." No one else must know her secret. Her very delicious secret. She looked over at Lucas. "You want me to pay for you?" Honestly, she wasn't sure if Lucas HAD money.