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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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Well, he had promised to put in a good word, after all, and that really was what he thought. It really wasn't hard to pick up on how flustered Lash was, though; Lucas didn't have it in him to lay on too much pressure. He helped himself to some ice cream, sucking thoughtfully on the spoon before he continued.
"But... if you're not sure yet, then you're not sure. That's okay."