Perimeterwalker: You know how Yung's always like "what's [x]" when he sees something he doesn't know?
Perimeterwalker: So he's chilling in the park with Phoenix like usual
Perimeterwalker: And in the middle of the conversation, he turns to Phoenix with this apparently serious expression
Perimeterwalker: And says "hey Phoenix, what's updog?"
me: stares in utter stunned silence
me: a lifetime of opportunities and he’s never had an opportunity this perfect.
me: the gates of Valhalla have opened to him. this is destiny extending its hand.
me: he’s…finally proven himself Dad Enough for whatever fate-controlling deity might be out there to present him with such a golden reward.
me: a dastardly yet proud smile creeps over his lips, eyes shining like they did in his youth, a joyous tension filling every space in his suddenly light body
me: and he speaks with the voice of a man who has found his place in the world
me: “Not much,” he coos, a chorus of angels speaking with him,
me: /”What’s up with you?”/