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[throughbamboo]

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[doggonemad]

Yep. One use only, they're gone after that.

[throughbamboo]

All the more reason ta get rid of it ASAP.

[doggonemad]

Yeahhh, I don't like sittin' on 'em. Got this compulsion ta use 'em.

[ pauses for a moment.

then, pats at the spot on the bed next to him. lay back with me, bro. ]

[throughbamboo]

I get it. I'll let ya know if I ever get one.

[he also pauses.

Then nods and shifts a little closer, laying back too]

[doggonemad]

That's better.

[throughbamboo]

Yeah?

[doggonemad]

Yeah. Like havin' ya close ta me.

[throughbamboo]

[oh. His expression softens]

Good. Like bein' close to ya.

[doggonemad]

'Course ya do.

[throughbamboo]

Well, yeah. 'S almost like I like ya or somethin'.

[doggonemad]

Wild shit yer sayin' there, bro!

[throughbamboo]

Oh, ya want me ta say wild shit?

[doggonemad]

Yeah! Say some wild shit!

[throughbamboo]

Y'sure?

[doggonemad]

Got a feelin' yer gonna say somethin' that's gonna hit me where it hurts now, but I ain't backin' down. Say yer crazy shit!

[throughbamboo]

Hrm . . . I was gonna tell ya I love ya, but maybe I shouldn't if ya think it's gonna hurt.

[doggonemad]

[ sorry, that's still a sucker punch to the gut, please hold. ]

[throughbamboo]

[yeah, that's expected.

You told him to say his wild shit!!]

[doggonemad]

[ he had a feeling, and yet. ]

— yeah, somethin' like that.

[throughbamboo]

[he smiles a bit]

Ya wanted wild.

[doggonemad]

Had a feelin' ya'd go there . . .

[throughbamboo]

Ya set yerself up, bro.

[doggonemad]

I really did.

[throughbamboo]

Y'should know better.

[doggonemad]

Maybe part've me just wanted ta hear it.