Here's to all the zeros.

[agent-skyejohnson-deactivated20]

That’s setting up for a disaster and possibly your funeral.

[missbethc]

I wouldn't be surprised. 

[andexterson-blog]

"You know, most girls tend to get all flustered when I act flirty. You should try that sometime instead of being a smartass." Dexter said, putting the bag down and stretching his arms as he glanced around the room. "Nice little apartment you have here. Do you live alone?’" He noticed the small cat and furrowed his eyebrows, pointing at him. "What is this creature?" 

[missbethc]

"Most not all. And it's called acting for a reason. I enjoy being a smartass instead of giving into your flirting and consider going to bed with you," She said while rolling her eyes. She took a few steps back over to the couch. "I live alone and that is my kitten. She is lovable and loves to cuddle. Please don't squish her." She bent over to pick her up and turned to look at Dexter. "Do you want a glass? And make yourself at home." 

[agent-skyejohnson-deactivated20]

Linh. We are friends now. Invite me.

[missbethc]

I would, but someone already invited himself over. 

[andexterson-blog]

Dexter chuckled at how much smaller the girl looked in person and he playfully ruffled her hair before allowing himself in. He had to duck slightly, which made him laugh as he turned around to look at her. “You kinda get used to doors after a while so I didn’t need a warning, but thank you for worrying about me, princess.” He raised the hand that was holding the bag. “I hope you like doritos. I got a lot of doritos.”

[missbethc]

Feeling the male ruffling her hair, she swatted his hand away, moving to the side to let him walk in. She closed the door once he was in, turning around to look at the tall male. "I wasn't exactly worrying about you. I was more worried about your head breaking the door frame and then having to pay for it to get fixed," She admitted while looking at the bag. "I do like Doritos." 

[andexterson-blog]

Dexter arrived at the address that was given to him, hoping the girl wasn’t playing tricks on him and that he wasn’t about to knock on some old lady’s apartment. He had a bag of groceries in his hand with the best wine they had at the store — which wasn’t all that great but he had to make do — and some snacks. The man knocked on the door twice and stepped back, impatiently tapping his foot on the floor while he waited. 

[missbethc]

Beth was on her couch, staring at the television, not even knowing what movie she had started. She was zoned out until she head the knock on her door. Looking down at the white fluff ball she called a kitten sleeping on her lap, she gently moved her onto the couch before standing up, going towards the door and opening it, seeing the tall male in front of her. "I don't know if I should say welcome, or duck so you don't hit your head."

[agent-skyejohnson-deactivated20]

Invite me.

[missbethc]

I would -- but I don't know your name. And that's setting up for a disaster and possibly my funeral. 

[chance-weston]

You know me. I’m not at any booth in particular, just mostly wondering around and answered questions as needed, but it counts.

[missbethc]

I know you -- but not really. They should have a certain booth for you teachers. Does it get boring with just hanging around students all day and night?

[chance-weston]

Well if you get a chance, some of the booths here are pretty nice. Granted I’m a teacher here and these are my students so I’m biased but still.

[missbethc]

A little biased. I will just feel awkward with not really knowing anyone around here.

[chance-weston]

Touche miss, you present a good point there. So you’re not visiting the carnival at all?

[missbethc]

Thank you, sir. Probably not. My weekend is always full with classes and then I'm just exhausted when I get home. 

[chance-weston]

I feel as though you secretly want to watch the bad stuff so that you can blame that if it is really bad.

[missbethc]

Well, that and I didn't want to find a good movie because it takes too long to find one. 

[chance-weston]

Why not watch something good on Netflix?

[missbethc]

Too much effort right now. 

[andexterson-blog]

I don’t go out with girls younger than twenty, which believe it or not is progress. I was only into cougars when I was a teenage boy. I’m your guest, you’re supposed to share. But, fine. I’ll stop by a grocery store to get one of those cheap wine boxes. Is there anything you want? Potato chips, chocolate, condoms? 

[missbethc]

How do you know she was younger than twenty? Are you some sort of stalker I should know about? Yeah -- not happening. If I wanted condoms I have them at my apartment. But we aren't going to use them, so no. Nothing. 

[andexterson-blog]

Don’t know her name but she’s too young. I don’t want to hang out with her. Fine, if you insist I will come over to watch a movie with you. I just can’t take the begging. What’s your address?

[missbethc]

How young is too young for you? That -- I wasn't inviting you over. Fine, you're not drinking my alcohol, you need to bring your own if you want to drink. *inserts address*

[chance-weston]

Ouch that’s saying something. Why would you watch them though?

[missbethc]

Because -- I don't have a reason. I just had nothing better to do and nothing else seemed interesting. 

[andexterson-blog]

Actually, this blond girl practically begged me to come and I didn’t have the heart to say no. And I don’t have anywhere better to go. 

[missbethc]

Do you know her name? Maybe find her and hang out with her. You could find somewhere better.

[chance-weston]

How terrible of Netflix movies are we talking?

[missbethc]

The ones that went straight to DVD because they aren't worthy enough to be in theaters. 

[andexterson-blog]

That’s not fair. None of the girls here are my age and they don’t even have alcohol. You should come. I’d take your annoying presence over these tweens trying to flirt with me. 

[missbethc]

Sucks for you. You're not being forced to stay there.