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iveusedthattiddybefore
“That’s adorable. Have you had Campbell’s soup today? Because you look mm’mm good.”
“That one’s kinda cute too. Are you a camera? Because every time I look at you, I smile.”
“If you were a vegetable you’d be a cute-cumber.”
"Hey, hobo chic is always in. Just look at the weirdos in Hollywood, half of ‘em look like they’re wearin’ the same clothes they did in high school." That particular example wasn’t exactly helping his case at all. "And it’s better than goin’ with the pretty boy who just rolled outta bed thing you’ve got goin’ on."
"At least high school's still kinda presentable. You're more along the lines of 'first day of kindergarten'." That made him shrug. "See, you can't use that as an insult when I usually have just rolled out of bed, or in some cases off the couch. Besides, when have you ever heard a girl complain about bedhead? There's something about the rumpled look that they find attractive."
"Uh huh. Okay, you know what? I believe ya. For now." He let out a short laugh and shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I’ve been told, but I think I look a little too much like you with ‘em off. It ruins that handsome rogue look I normally have goin’."
"Are you sure that's the look you're going for." Nick laughed and shook his head too. "Even on your best days you look more like a hobo that got lost in the reject clothes bin then a handsome rogue."
"This ain’t amateur hour, bro." He’d fallen for the ‘just let me make this float out of sight’ trick enough that, at this point, he knew better. "C’mon, bring ‘em out. Where ya lettin’ ‘em float?"
"They're not floating anywhere." Dropping his hands, he pushed himself up off the floor so they could at least talk at eye level and grinned. "You look good without glasses y'know that?"
Jake caught sight of his hiding place and walked over, tapping the top of his head. “Dude, really? Really? You keep this up I’m gonna start hidin’ your shit.”
"What are you talking about?" Nick asked, oh so innocently, looking up at a him and holding up his empty hands for him to see. "I don't have anything."
He didn't actually run that far away, but for the sake of things he's duck down behind something and pretend like he did.
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“ I’LL HEAD OUT to Hong Kong next year. As for this year——really gonna buy me a cheeseburger? ”
Maybe I'll see you there. Yeah, I am. That okay with you?
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“ YEAH, I’LL HAVE a glass of champagne or something to celebrate. ——Sorta wish I coulda gone before I got sober. ”
If that's how you're going to do it, why not trade the champagne for a cheeseburger? I'll even pay for this time. Hey, at least if you go now you'll be able to remember what the fireworks were like in the morning. If you can even get to somewhere where you can see them.
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“ IT’S NOT THREE years exactly to the day or anything. Just——every New Years party on the planet’s got champagne, and it’s just not worth it. ”
It's still something worth celebrating. Three years is a long time to resist temptation. Ha, if you think things here are bad you should try being in Hong Kong on New Years. The chinese really know how to throw a city wide party.
"It’s a symbiotic broship, dude, as it should be," he laughs, grabbing his tablet and sliding it over. "Under bookmarks, there’s one called ‘rainy day fund’. You ever wanna see classic hilarity? There’s a clip of nothing but nutshots with skateboards from this new show. Best thing ever.”
"I'm almost afraid to ask, but what would the symbol of our broship be anyway?" Picking up the tablet, he finds the mentioned bookmark and clip easily enough. "If I die laughing, be sure to play this clip at my funeral."
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“ THAT’S HOW LONG I’ve been sober. ”
Wow, really? and you're not doing anything to celebrate?
"Tried, tested, true, born and bred. But you’ve gotta admit, I make your life way more interesting. Plus, I’m like free entertainment." When he’s not being a royal pain in the ass. "The only thing better than me on TV is funniest home videos."
"Didn't we agree that I was the one that made your life more interesting?" It's not every day you make friends with a runaway psychic. "Oh man, I haven't seen funniest home videos in years."
If Jake rolled his eyes any harder they just might pop out of his head. “The only reason my pants would even catch is because I’m just. That. Hot.” Licking his finger and making a hiss sound as he touched his hip wasn’t overkill at all.
That made him facepalm so hard it actually left a mark. "And we're right back to you being an idiot." He's laughing as he rubs his head though, so that's still a good thing.