Do I Wanna Know?

17, Son of Hermes

[frantastic-lee-blog]

Yes. Caspar likes food

[cloudyoongi]

[peyton--kessler]

I was getting along pretty well with some actor, and then I found out he had a wife. I’m not into that thing, I mean, I do have some standards.

[seth-peterson]

Oh, that's a shame?

You'll find someone else in no time.

[peyton--kessler]

Nah, I’m not really talented. I have this fantasy of marrying a wealthy man and stealing all of his money.

[seth-peterson]

How's that coming along?

[peyton--kessler]

All three. I did a little bit of travelling, went to the West Coast. 

[seth-peterson]

Oh yeah? Trying to make it big or some shit?

[peyton--kessler]

Seth, long time no see. 

[seth-peterson]

What have you been up to? I'm gonna say something involving either money, sex, or alcohol. 

[peyton--kessler]

Surprise, bitch.

[seth-peterson]

Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes.

[quinn-mckenna]

Okay.. your aim’s a little off. Here- [she walks over and stands sort of behind him, fixing his arms with her hands] Alright, now you’re gonna pull the trigger. Don’t try to keep your arms stiff, but don’t give too much with the gun as it goes off.

[seth-peterson]

Okay, so stiff but not too stiff. I can handle that. 

[quinn-mckenna]

[She pulls out a gun for herself and places her fingers on the trigger. Quinn spreads her feet apart slightly to stabilize herself, and aims the gun at the target] Copy me.

[seth-peterson]

[Seth does the best he can to copy Quinn precisely.] Okay, now what?

[quinn-mckenna]

Yeah. [she shrugs] Well if it helps, I think you’d look pretty good with an eye patch. [Quinn grins and leads him to the tiny shooting range she’d set up behind her cabin] 

[seth-peterson]

Just because I listened to you about the earring thing doesn't mean I'm going to lose an eye. [He laughs.] Okay, what do I do first?

[quinn-mckenna]

Here, I’ve got a basic gun you can use. [she opens a drawer and pulls out a gun for him, sliding it across the counter.] It’s loaded, be careful.

[seth-peterson]

You just have your kitchen drawers filled with guns? [He shakes his head and gingerly picks up the gun.] What if I shoot my eye out?

[katerina-nox]

Hm.. that’s tough. [she grins and steals a chip from the bag] I did promise you I was going to teach you how to shoot, didn’t I?

[seth-peterson]

You did say that. So what are you waiting for? 

[quinn-mckenna]

I think I have some of those nobel prize cookies left, and some chips. [she watches him fumble around] Top left shelf.

[seth-peterson]

A-ha. [He grabs the bag of chips and rips it open, shoving some in his mouth.] So, my dear Quinn, what shall we do on this fine evening?

[quinn-mckenna]

Practice makes perfect.

[seth-peterson]

[He bops her on the nose with his finger.] Indeed. Do you have food in here? [Seth gets up and starts going through the cabinets]

[quinn-mckenna]

Oh.. I’m sorry.

[seth-peterson]

I'll get it eventually. Just watch, I'm going to get a really high score that makes 32 look pathetic.

[quinn-mckenna]

[she pulls hers out too and sits up] Thirty two. What about you?

[seth-peterson]

...Seven.

[katerina-nox]

Okay fine, guilty as charged. [she rolls her eyes and flops down beside him] 

[seth-peterson]

[He pulls his phone out of his pocket and opens Flappy Bird.] What's your high score?