#literaryfreud

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@literaryfreud

aw darlign we need 2 catch up soon k ill brign the alcohols adn u bring ur sassy self mmmk <333

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 literaryfreud said: I empathize.

thanks

now that my alternate ectosis understands i know im not in the wrong about it

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>> french fries

You had driven your ass all the way to McDonalds at about 12'fucking'o'clock to pick up as many bags of fries as you could afford with your meager wages as a waiter. Which actually, and surprisingly, turned out to be enough for about five full bags of those sickeningly delicious potato sticks that you've become addicted to like a receptionist on coffee. But it wasn't like you were going to stuff all that into yourself in one night and basically clean out your guts- nah, you were better than that. 

You were going to share your McDonalds fries with your sister.

Cool.

Taking out the piece of paper that you had scribbled coordinates on, you glance them over before punching in the numbers in your transportilizer. The short ride was a bit dizzying and you never got used to it, but you didn't think about it too much because John had to ruin it by comparing it to floo powder from Harry Potter or something. Whatever. It wasn't long before bright lights against a black sky backdrop nearly blinded you in a flash, making you thankful that you wear shades even at night. Rule number one of a Strider, always be prepared.

New York.

Oh hell yeah. What kind of weird drug addicts and singing bagged out tricks could you find around here? Only the best of the best really knew these streets, lived them, breathed them, probably urinated on them in public- the possibilities are endless. The dreamers, the nuts, the babes, the people in general- all differentiating from one another in even the most minute details as if sharing just one similar trait will put off their proper aura in this place. Enough distractions though, you had a door to knock on. 

Assuming your shitty machine dropped you off in front of the right place, you knock on the somewhat fancy door to the best of your ability. After all, your arms are full of bags which, of course, are still overflowing with greasy fries.

"Rose, open up already."

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Wow?

only you manage to say it like that

You are my:

[?] acquaintance 

[x?] friend

[] stranger

[] boyfriend/girlfriend

[] love Interest

[] best Friend

[] enemy

[] nemesis

[x] other alternate sister

I think you’re:

[] ugly

[] ok

[] pretty

[] beautiful

[] gorgeous

[] sexy

[] hot

[x] my attractive sister

We should:

[] fight

[] fuck

[] kiss

[] make love 

[x] text

[x] watch films with french fries and video games later

I:

[] like you

[] hate you

[] love you

[x] think you’re … not as cool as me

I secretly:

[] hate you

[] love you

[x] like you

[] dislike you

[] think you’re …

Should you reblog this?

[x] Yes

[] No

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alright

i gotta stop at mcdonalds again to get more fries

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i was never not being serious

this is a thing that should transpire

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that sounds dope

even though we would be puking our guts out 

at some point

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there could be some left

then again probably not

yeah sure be my guest

itll take a lot with all this pineapple talk