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deweythedew replied to your post: [pm] Where are you? Are you alright? (pm) I’m...
[pm] I’m fine, I’m fine. Oh God, where? You’re certain you’re safe?
(pm) Good. And I’m certain I’m safe. A bit signed, but otherwise I’m fine.
If I tell you, you can’t laugh.
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@deweythedew replied to your post: Are you a good dancer?
That’s quite the extensive list, very impressive indeed. Do you still practice by any chance?
Thank you, I like to impress.
Not all the time, but I do enjoy dancing. Why do you ask, doctor, would you like lessons?
@deweythedew replied to your post: If you could talk to anyone, living or dead, who...
Not boring at all, actually. Often times I wonder what words of wisdom either of my parents might bestow upon me.
I’m sure. It’s tough. Still throws me sometimes I can’t just call them up with a question or something. Were you close with them?
@deweythedew [pm] Oh just fine, nothing amiss on my end. I would hope nothing unfortunate occurred due to the shift in lighting. Hopefully we’ll receive some type of explanation, but I have a notion that this might remain a mystery for some time. Oh, that’s wonderful to hear! I’m glad you’ll be able to continue on as usual. Hah, actually I haven’t. Is… this an invitation?
[pm] Only if you want it to be. I know I probably came across very weak minded when we first met, and I am-- I’m pretty messed up in there. I cringed at my messages to you, I was in a bad place. But under the full moon, it’s, well, very freeing and I have a lot of experience hunting in the woods. But, it’s usually lonely for me. So, if you wanted too, you can. We can even track down some critter, there are always some monster lurking about in the woods.
Does this happen to be one of those dog appreciation blogs? Are you still taking applications?
Is greg appreciation blog. Also snack appreciation (but only if snack for greg).
Greg always take application! Greg buy reading glasses. Well…greg not buy. Greg steal. But greg read tiny font now!
deweythedew replied to your post: If you were a bird, what kind would you be?
I find this site has a habit of sending out many… enlightening questions such as these. But I found this one particularly interesting. And a crow - intriguing…
Guess that’s true. People ask all kinds of weird shit. You wouldn’t believe half the bizarre things people ask me some days.
Is it? Figure most people would say something like that. Everyone wants to be a crow or a raven or something. Doubt you’re gonna hear someone say they wanna be a goddamn pigeon.
What’s Spanish for Bite Me? || Dewey & Harsh
A tutoring session with a world renowned cardiologist hadn’t really been something Harsh had ever thought would show up on his to-do list. Still, it definitely wasn’t one of his worst ideas. Trying to better himself probably had to count for something. Maybe not much in the long run, but it was more productive than laying on the couch watching netflix.
So he had hauled himself into Veggie Tables. It wasn’t really his scene, then again, he didn’t really have much reason to be in most places that served food. Still, he could appreciate the atmosphere, to an extent. He picked a table toward the back, eyes flicking about the other patrons. Dewey was right, the place was pretty uncrowded. There were a few scattered here and there, a couple hipster looking college kids and a couple holding hands a few booths down. No one who looked likely to get mad at a couple guys for practicing Spanish.
God, he wished that was a euphemism.
He fiddled with his phone, attention barely on the screen. It wasn’t so much the door of the restaurant opening that drew his focus, but the smell of the person stepping inside. Harsh looked up sharply. He knew that kind of smell... someone like him. A vampire.
The guy who just entered didn’t look... overly threatening or wild. No, he looked smart. Like a doctor. Huh, now that was interesting. Harsh sat up a little straighter in his seat. The only question was just how like him this guy was. He rose from his chair, lifting a hand in a wave, trying to catch the guy’s attention.
“Hey, Dewey? Over here. Saved you a seat, man.”
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deweythedew replied to your post “Have you ever done anything heroic?”
//fuckin' LIES
// can’t hear you over all the NOT HEROIC SHIT HE DOES lmao
