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thelittle-abernathy:

“Yea, I was sitting here with Boris.” He said nodding toward his dog. “Then she sorta came by and dropped his bag, then dropped him in my lap and skipped off into the sunrise. If she’s not back by tonight, I’m handing it off to someone else.”

“Well, like I said, I don’t know anything about babies, but I guess I could help you out if it comes to that,” Nicky said, raising a brow. He didn’t think Milo was really serious about dropping the baby off on someone else if he got fed up -- that seemed pretty shady to him -- but... Well, you never really knew, in Slab City. Better to be safe and offer his help, probably. Besides, he liked babies, even if this one had been screaming and crying a few minutes before.

#milo

allisonsala:

“You’re sure you don’t mind helping? ‘Cause I’m, like, useless at this, clearly.” Ally lets out a chuckle, more amused than bothered by her ineptness. “My father is a mechanic. I should really know this shit– I just never pay attention to the things I should, I guess.” She hesitates for a moment before adding, “I’m Allison, by the way. Or Ally. Whatever works.”

“Well, don’t be too grateful -- I might be just as useless as you.” Yanking his phone out of his jacket pocket, he typed up a search for the How To before handing it to Allison for her to look over. “Ally? Cool. People call me Nicky, mostly.”

#i'm blocking you sinner #allison

thelittle-abernathy:

“Uh, I think his name is Jasper, or something. His mom lives in a trailer a few plots down. And she sorta…plopped him in my lap and went, somewhere.”

“She just dropped him off?” Nicky snickered. He’d been living here for almost two years, sure, but he wasn’t sure he’d ever quite get used to the almost scarily laid back attitude most of the people in Slab City seemed to have. “Well, it looks like you’re doin’ a good job anyway. She say when she would be back?”

#milo

itsnotindiana:

Indiana groans, hands already at the roof. “Yeah? I like to live dangerously,” she told him as he sat down. “There is no fun in being boring. I only wanted to use the ladder so I don’t skin my knees crawling up.”

“Well, to each their own, I guess,” Nicky said, still peering at the ladder with obvious distrust. “Just don’t say I didn’t tell you so when you go tumbling to your death.”

#indiana

ayy-chardonnay:

“I’m fine — I — just —” with every tug Char gave the awkward suitcase came a grunt. It didn’t have wheels or a handle, so the only way she could move it was to drag it across the desert floor. “Fuck—” she gave up, and collapsed sprawled on top of the trunk finally. “Who the hell thought a trunk full of feather boas could be this heavy.”

“Where did you even get so many feather boas?” Nicky pauses, then shakes his head, cutting Char off before she could reply. “Actually, you know -- I know better. Don’t answer. I don’t need to know.” Cracking his knuckles, Nicky strolled over and (after a moment to brace himself) hauled the suitcase up into his arms. It was heavy, but Nicky was a little more athletic than he looked, and he could manage for the moment. “Where to?”

#char #yeah that makes sense!!!#nicky's pretty outgoing too so it would make sense

allisonsala:

Allison straightened up slowly, wincing just a little. Her hand moving up automatically in an attempt to cover the bruise on her shoulder– one of only a handful that weren’t easily covered by her tank tops and shorts, thank God– she looked at the stranger, laughing cheerfully at herself. “Uh– do you know how to change a flat tire? ‘Cause like, I have a spare, and the tools, but I don’t exactly know how to… well, use them.“

“Well -- no, I don’t, but I’ve seen my dad do it about a hundred times, and I’ve got an iPhone, and I bet WikiHow knows how.” Nicky notices the bruise - it’s a little hard not to, since they’re pretty dark and her skin is pale - but he doesn’t comment. It isn’t any of his business, for one thing, and it’s pretty obvious that she doesn’t want him noticing, much less making conversation about it.

#allison #jfc laura.... eat my ass honestly

thelittle-abernathy:

Milo looked up and shrugged. “I don’t know, I think he’s calmed down…enough for now.”

“Oh -- well, that’s good! I probably wouldn’t have been able to help anyway, if I’m honest. I like babies but I’m not too good with them. What’s their name?”

#milo #yes excellent i love it #also.... i need more gifs this one doesnt really fit but i dont have a better one rn

luna-loves-aliens-blog

“Help?” Luna looked up from her work with a frazzled look on her features. “I highly doubt you know how to stuff a chicken into a dress.”

nickytyndall-blog

“Well, no, I don’t, but from the look of things you’re not so sure, either.” It was almost an insult, except Nicky was smiling, his tone teasing. “Come on -- what can I do? I’ll help you out.”

#luna #heya heya

itsnotindiana:

“I’m short. No, I don’t need help. I got this. Why else would you think I have boxes and ladders?” She grumbles as she tries to get on top of her roof to tinker with solar panels. “My life is a struggle with all you tall people!”

“Alright, alright... No need to get defensive. Just... At least let me hold the ladder steady while you do that, yeah? That thing has teetered at least twice since I’ve been standing here.”

#indiana #hello hello~