@pcplarstreet said:
[ Jacket ] [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me?
[ to: Fritz ] -- zamboni ran over my phone
[ to: Fritz ] -- had to get a new one
[ to: Fritz ] -- don’t text and skate

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@pcplarstreet said:
[ Jacket ] [ 📲 • sms ] —— why did you stop texting me?
[ to: Fritz ] -- zamboni ran over my phone
[ to: Fritz ] -- had to get a new one
[ to: Fritz ] -- don’t text and skate
@pcplarstreet lana del rey voice video games
“I like Green Mario.” Marcie is lounging on the couch, throw pillow that probably came with the furniture tucked behind her head as one leg dangles off the side, the other hanging over the too-short edge, watching him play. The duo has been relaxing, wasting the night away as Fritz plays video games. “He’s taller and he’s always there for Red Mario.”
[ Jacket ] " you’re under my skin. "
* SUBTLE ROMANCE STARTERS
she doesn’t want to show too much surprise, but it’s hard to hide the wide eyed look in his direction. what she is feeling is easy to categorize, flattery being one of them. it’s not vanity but the simple fact that as far as she can tell, he’s not the kind of person to say things like this. at least, not anymore. still, she doesn’t want to react too much and scare him off, end the moment. she’s not good at this, words her weak point. biting her lip, she asks “is that... something you appreciate?”
[Jacket] ❛ i just need to get out of here sometimes, you know ? ❜
𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏 𝐎𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐒 (𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟔) 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
“Yeah.”
An undignified response, but yes, she does know.
“I don’t really go out.” And when she does go out, it’s always with a plan, an objective, something to do. Never just because. Marcie is currently sitting on top of her front loading washing machine while he’s head deep inside it, working on it. She didn’t bust this one up, some delicate and cheap lace came apart and got tangled in the rotating drum. “I need to just.... drink some soda and smoke a cigarette and be late for work at least once in my life. Live, midly.”