Face it, Genius. You've been played.

[[ ON HIATUS ] Harry Flynn. Expert Treasure Hunter and Explorer. Post-Uncharted 2 [Independent RP Blog for Harry Flynn. Please read OOC info before interacting.]

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               ”Whatever, Flynn.                  Her number’s probably fake, anyways.                  As if you could get a date.”

[backstabbingbrit]

              "I do better than you think, chum.                Better than you on any day."

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                       ”Yeah, a ‘bugger’ named Caroline who was giving you her number.”

[backstabbingbrit]

                 "No wonder you nearly lost that fight; you were too busy snooping on my business."

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                “He was on top of me and I was screaming for you!”

[backstabbingbrit]

               "Listen, mate, I was preoccupied with a bugger of my own.                 I can't always save your ass."

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backstabbingbrit said: "He couldn’t do more damage to that mug of yours."

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                 ”Ha ha. Why couldn’t you have helped me out, you jerk?”

[backstabbingbrit]

                "I was under the impression that you had him under control."

[best-in-the-business]

[msg; harry] nice to see you’re still an ass

[msg; harry] so why are you here, Harry? Feeling nostalgic?

After switching off the lights in the apartment to prevent anyone from seeing in—a precaution she didn’t normally take, being on the sixth floor—Chloe moved to the window, leaning her shoulder against the wall next to it and moving the curtain back with two fingers. She peered out into the night, scanning the street below. She could see her car, and she knew that if Flynn could see it, too, he couldn’t be far off.

"Tch," she scoffed, spotting the fire hydrant he’d mentioned, though she’d parked well away from it. "Bastard."

[backstabbingbrit]

[ msg; chloe ] You wound me. [ msg; chloe ] I was in the neighborhood and saw your parking mishap. Lost your touch over the years?

Flynn had drove down this street before, not once taking a moment to think if his dearest Chloe still lived along that street. Tonight was different, though. Call it a gut feeling, but when he parked his vehicle only a few car lengths away and shut off the engine, he knew that was her car. As for the lie about how she parked, well, he could have some humorless fun on his end.

It wouldn't be fun for her, but that was the point.

[best-in-the-business]

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[msg; harry] so how was hell?

[msg; harry] I hear it’s nice this time of year.

[backstabbingbrit]

[ msg; chloe ] You should visit it sometime. You'd fit in nicely. [ msg; chloe ] You can even take a few friends with you.

[best-in-the-business]

[msg; harry] so I’m supposed to believe I’m receiving txts from a dead man?

[msg; harry] this isn’t funny

[backstabbingbrit]

[ msg; chloe ] Do you really believe a phone made it out of that pisshole without me? [ msg; chloe ] This isn't a joke.

[best-in-the-business]

[msg; harry] …is this some kind of joke?

[backstabbingbrit]

[ msg; chloe ] A joke? Why would you think that, love?

[clownsarenotscary]

           I SAID S MILE

[backstabbingbrit]

                  yOU RE CR AZY

[backstabbingbrit]

clownsarenotscary replied to your post “I like when you smile.”

S MILE FOR ME U BITCH >8i

          nO

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   ”Maybe if you could just shut the hell up for a second I’d be better off.”

[backstabbingbrit]

       "I don't think so, chum. I'd rather not do you any favors."

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   ”—-Oh, god. Here come the headaches again.”

[backstabbingbrit]

         "Need something for that?"

[backstabbingbrit]

“I like when you smile.”

          "And I like when you're nowhere to be seen."

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Send for my muse's reaction

[thewolfieofwallstreet]

"I adore you." “You are adorable.” “I’ll protect you with my life.” “I wish you would notice me and maybe develop feelings for me.” “Storm is coming.” “You are cute but we’re not going to be a thing.” “Can I kiss you?” “Give me a sign!” “I want your be your friend.” “I need you.” “I hate you!” “Get over it.” “That was rude.” “I’m trying to flirt with you, okay?” “You are my enemy.” “I like when you smile.”

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   ”—-The king of shit?”

[backstabbingbrit]

       "Hard of hearing, mate? They say that's the first to go with old age."

[fromxsmallbeginnings-deactivate]

  “—-I’m tired of your shit, Flynn.”

[backstabbingbrit]

         "Big words from the king of shit."

[backstabbingbrit]

fromxsmallbeginnings 

        "Look what the cat drug in. I thought you had empty tombs to raid, mate."